Mended Broken Souls (✔️)

Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Isolating myself from the reality for three weeks already also means shattering my soul into tiny pieces after knowing the entire truth about my life.

I didn't know that running away from my adoptive parents was my starting point towards knowing all the veiled details of my life.

I can't help, but to shed tears again on this another day, waking up with the truth that my biological father was already gone in this world... eternally. It's been three weeks yet the wound in me that was caused by the incident... on how I visually witnessed how the ventilator in the hospital drawn a very straight line that solely means he's no longer breathing... isn't still entirely healed.

Sariwa pa rin sa 'kin kung paano ko nalaman lahat ng katotohanan tungkol sa pagkatao ko, and on the same day, I witnessed the death of my real father. Kung paanong hindi ako nabigyan ng pagkakataong makausap o mayakap man lang siya dahil nang nalaman ko ang lahat ay siya ring pag-iwan niya sa mundo.

I am still blaming his parents... But what's the point if everything was already done, right? That will just lead me into so much frustration if I'll keep on thinking the what ifs and could have beens.

I just know one thing... I still don't want to see them. I might throw harsh words at them... That's one of the least things that I don't want to do. They're still my grandparents in blood after all. I still want to respect them.

But if ever they will disrespect me, then they don't deserve my respect.

Ngayong araw ang napag-usapan namin ni mama Ashanti na pupunta sa bahay ng parents niya. I keep on fidgeting my fingers as nervousness rose in me.

I shouldn't feel this... In fact, I slightly felt anger towards them, too, for giving that warn to my mother that made her a coward.

I reduced the nervousness that begun to invade my system by indulging myself in playing the piano on the music room of this house.

Na-intriga na naman ang pighating damdamin sa loob ko nang sinimulan kong tipahin nang mabagal ang melodya ng Canon in D.

I remember the first and last time I heard my father's manipulation of the piano in our first interaction where he played... this one.

Napahinga ako nang malalim nang mangilid na naman ang luha sa mga mata ko. I halted from typing the keyboards of the piano when my phone vibrated that was just located on the small table beside me.

I saw Caleb's name.

Dali-daling kumurba ang ngiti sa labi ko't sinagot agad ito.

Walang araw na hindi siya pumupunta rito sa bahay para damayan ako, kaya... hindi na ako ganoon kalungkot talaga gaya noong nailibing sa destinasyon ang ama ko. I just really find his voice comforting even when he doesn't sing.

Palagi rin niyang hinihiram ang gitara sa music room ni mama, at doon kami sa gazebo 'laging umuupo para kantahan ako. Minsan ay sumasali rin sa amin si mama. We talked different things to divert our attentions.

He's the leader of bringing humorous stories to lighten up our moods because he knows that my mother and I feel the same melancholy. He never asked even a single question about the entire truth that he heard in our conversation.

He was just there with us... comforting us with his motivational words and humorous stories.

I really appreciate everything that he did. That even if his board exam is coming, he still spared his time to be here to cheer us up.

The reason why my love for him even grew bigger in the profound part of my heart.

"Julienne?"

I came back to the currency when I heard his voice on the phone. It was crazy to think that I heard his audible chuckles on my mind earlier when I thought about him.