A Month Passed,
Skipper's POV
I don’t know what I should feel right now that I see her already wearing a prisoner’s clothes. Nakaposas ang pareho niyang mga braso at malayong-malayo na ang hitsura niya ngayon kaysa noong nagbubuhay-reyna siya sa labas at walang awang pinaiikot ang buhay naming lahat.
I noticed bruises on some parts of her body. Some are new and some seem to be getting better. Whatever hatred is hidden in my chest I still can’t help but feel pity for her situation inside the prison. 'Cause I know in my heart she's still my real mother.
But I kept my eyes blank as I stared at her at ayokong mabasa niya ang nilalaman ng damdamin ko para sa kanya. Isang buwan na ang nakalilipas but the wound was still fresh. Parang kahapon lang nangyari ang lahat.
"A-anak," naluluha niyan
