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patawad

The years of waiting, the worth of suffering, tears of anger and regrets. He can hear his heartbeat, but he feels deaf. He makes his way by her side, reluctantly holds her hand. There's heat, she's still alive. She looks frail and vulnerable, and her color isn't white as normal, the important is she's breathing

Slowly, she opened her eyes, and she didn't expect to see him there. Lying on her death bed, she doesn't want to do anything rather than to ask for forgiveness. Does the worth of suffering in jail isn't enough? Of course it's not. "I'm sorry" inaudible words from her, this is much worse than any death, don't you think?

"Tumigil ka Lily" disgust on his voice, not for her, but for himself, he's much worse compared to her, maybe because he doubts her, when she's begging he pushed her away. When she becomes honest with her feelings he shut her down. "Huwag mo 'kong iwan"

"Patawad" he can't comprehend the fact that she's bidding her goodbye, right before his eyes, he watches her take her last breathe, he feels her last heart beat. His grip tightens, fulling her close, as his guilt completely overcome him. It's too overwhelming to bear, it's too painful to even think about it. His wife, Lily... Is now gone. The irony, he wanted her gone, but, why is he like this? He's shouting in agony. Crying in pain, the years of waiting become worthless