𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗼 𝗚𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗶𝗮
She gave me one look, and I was weak at the knees; my heart, which had been dead for so long, felt like it was being shocked and brought back to life at the mere sight of her. The control she had over me didn't make any sen...
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I gently brush my cheek, allowing my eyes to flutter open. It's far too early for me to even consider taking a breath.
Why are my cheeks wet?
Hearing a chair of heaven giggle, my thoughts reach a single conclusion. I cautiously open my eyes, squinting at the radiant lights streaming through my curtains.
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I look over my shoulder, spotting Cesar chewing on my TV remote. We make eye contact and he giggles, crawling towards me.
"Ate, Ate, Ate" He chants, jumping up and down on my bed. I quickly sit up, prepared for the moment he might lose his balance and tumble off the bed. [Filipino, T: Sister, Sister, Sister]
He finally comes to a stop and clumsily makes his way across my bed towards me.
"Magandang umaga" I say as he jumps into my arms and tries - Tries being the key word - to pull off my bonnet. [Filipino, T: Good morning]
"Nuh uh little nigga not today" I mutter, getting off the bed and making my way toward the bathroom.
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I switch on the light, carefully placing my little prince on the counter, ensuring he is positioned far back to prevent any accidental falls. I open a drawer filled with my assortment of skincare products and take out three, placing on them the counter. Cesar stares at them momentarily before grabbing hold of my small rosemary oil bottle and sucking on the cap.
