Amadeo’s Point of View
“Amadeo, sige na, kumain ka na...”
I stared at Adelina. Worry was written all over her angelic face. Kanina pa siya rito sa kwarto at pilit akong pinapakain. Pero wala talaga akong gana. I don’t have the drive to move even an inch from this corner. I feel like I died along with my father. The lost was too much for me to handle. The pain was too much to bear that I fell on my knees and shattered on the ground.
“Sige na, kailangan mong magpalakas,” pamimilit niya.
Pinagmasdan ko siya. I don’t know why she’s here. Dapat nga magalit ako na nandito siya dahil hindi ko siya sinabihang pumunta rito, pero hindi ko maipaliwanag ang kapayapaang naramdaman ko nang makita ko siya. When I heard her call my name, it was as if an angel called me. She was and has always been my
