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"Papa? Why is tito Schuyler not coming here anymore?" Igor, who is currently sitting on Marklov's lap asked, Napatigil si Soairse sa pagbabasa sa mga records ng pasiyente niya at nabaling ang atensiyon niya sa anak, Igor's face is full of worry and confusion, Schuyler once again disappeared for almost two years from now, The last he saw his twin brother was when Schuyler brought him a homemade okonomiyaki at pagkatapos nun hindi na 'to nagpakita pa sa kanya. Almost two years had passed, A lot of things changed, Igor is now almost seven years old, his and Marklov's little one is growing up so fast, Nginitian niya ang anak saka pinisil ang mga mamula-mulang pisnge nito, "Tito..your tito Schuyler moved out. He is currently living in France" Soairse replied even tho he doesn't know where is Schuyler now,
A years ago, When his otusan sent him a message not to go back in the Philippines, He was giving Soairse a warning, And he did felt unsafe, There was once a bunch of men in black who followed him for a week and he doesn't know why, He told Marklov what was going on and ever since, Marklov never allowed him to go somewhere alone, Igor was almost kidnapped too, And the weirdest thing was, Schuyler was with him and he protected Igor with all his might and so hos faces got a lot bruises and scratches, A week had passed after Schuyler visited Soairse and gave him his favorite food, he left, No, Schuyler vanished and only leaving him a message that says, I'm doing this to protect you and your family, Please, Don't be mad at me, and with that Soairse broke down,
"Babe? Come here, you look tired."Marklov said, Napansin nitong mukhang pagud na pagod si Soairse, But the latter didn't even move a muscle kaya naman si Marklov na mismo ang nag-adjust, He gently put Igor beside him and moved closer to Soairse, Marahan niya 'tong hinila papalit sa kanya and he then guided Soairse's head to lean on his broad shoulders, "Nagugutom ka na ba? Do you want me to cook something for you?" Malumanay na tanong si Marklove, "Me! Dada, I'm hungry too!" Igor beamed, Napangiti si Soairse at Marklov sa narinig, "Yes of course, Dada will cook for the both of you" He replied, Soairse intertwined his and Marklov's finger, He has been thinking a lot of things, His mother's mom died a few weeks ago, One of his dad's company has been suffering for the rapid decreased of the markets and sales, Schuyler didn't bother to contact him, Grisha is not speaking to him either and he looks so damn weary, On the other hand, Marklov and his family are doing fine not until Valir's penthouse was set on fire, Igor was almost got into a car accident, Everything feels so fucked up at malapit na siyang sumabog, Who the fuck dares to messed with his close friends and families?
"What are you thinking? I told you not to overthink so much" Litanya ni Marklov, Soairse loft his head from leaning on Marklov's shoulder, He stood up saka lumapit sa anak nila, Igor's unmatched eyes looked at him, He gave him the warmest smile and patted his head, "Baby? Can you get papa's favourite pillow upstairs?" Soairse said and knowing Igor being a smart ass, he understood the assignment, Their little one nodded his head before giving the both of them a kissed on their cheeks, Igor stood up and walked upstairs, Maya-maya pa, Narinig na ni Soairse ang mahinang pagsara ng pintuan ng kwarto ng anak nila, And so he faced Marklov who looks so damn worried, "No, what the fuck! How can I prevent myself from thinking? Ang daming nangyari at nangyayari ngayon, Marklov! And you expect me to chill my fucking ass down?" He frustatedly screamed, He heaved a deep sigh at parang naiiyak na tinitigan si Marklov, "No..no Imogen, I'm sorry. I was just so worried about your mental health, We can talk this out calml--" Marklov who is now holding Soairse's had was cut off mid-air, "NO WHAT THE ACTUAL FREAK, MARKLOV EMRE! I AM SO DAMN WEARY, HINDI KO NA ALAM ANG GAGAWIN KO! I AM SO LOST AND CONFUSED, HINDI KO ALAM KUNG SAAN NAGAGALING ANG MGA BWAKINANG SHITS NA 'TO! STOP TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN! BECAUSE I COULDN'T! .....I couldn't.." Soairse bursted out, He finally broke down infront of Marklov, And the other one walked faster towards him to support Soairse,
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Romance"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies." Aristotle