“Ciara . . .” he whispered, disbelief trembling in his voice—emotion finally breaking through his cold gaze. “A-Asawa ko.”
Akmang hahaplosin na nito ang pisngi niya, pero bago pa nito magawa ay mabilis na siyang bumalikwas mula sa bisig nito at umayos agad ng tayo.
“I'm sorry kung nabangga kita—I didn't see you,” paghingi niya ng paumanhin at yumuko pa ng konti out of courtesy before turning to leave.
Ngunit bago pa siya makalayo ay mabilis na nitong nahuli ang pulsuhan niya at malakas siyang hinila pabalik.
She gasped. But what shocked her even more was how his hands rose to frame her face—firm yet trembling—his eyes drowning in a storm of emotions.
“Y-You're alive,” he breathed, nanginig pa ang boses. “It's really you, my wife . . . Where did you go, huh? I searched for you for yea
