There's a blood in his hands
A hidden secret on his lips
Much sarcasm within his quotes
and Lies between his embrace
"I am faced with a difficult choice between maintaining the truth, which can be painful, or succumbing to the comfort o...
"HMM, ang sarap naman nito mommy. You cooked like a chef," I complimented. I eat faster her dishes, dahil ang sarap talaga.
Natawa naman sila lahat, kaya nagtaka ako.
"I'm a chef, darling..."
My lips parted and my cheeks heated up because of embarrassment. "I'm sorry, po..."
"Hey,no, no, I'm not mad. We understand your situation,darling. Don't worry, your family will help you gain your memories back," she said, squeezing my hand.
"Oh, mom, speaking of memories, I've remembered something while I was asleep," I happily said.
They all froze and stared at each other blankly. "A-ano ba ang na alala mo?" Jone nervously asked.
"Mom was sitting on a rocking chair. While I was playing with my barbies, you suddenly called me mom, your voice is still tingling into my ears." I said and took a bite of French toast.
"Oh, what did I call you?" Mom asked.
"Huh? Like what you always call me, Savvy," I said.
Mother laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of her neck.
"Oh well, Savvy, thank goodness you remember that."
"I'll do my best to remember everything, mom," I said proudly, but they didn't look happy at all.
"H-huh? Savvy, your memory isn't important to us. Let's just make new memories together,hm?" Solemn said.
I just nodded, yet I still don't get it. New memories, huh? Not bad either.
I WAS roaming around the house. Well, Mom granted me permission. But why should I get permission if this is my house? How weird of me!
