Miracles and Sins

Chapter 34

Imogen
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A lot has happened. After that incident, Keenan was rushed into the hospital. He lost so much blood that he needed to be confined for few weeks, at the very least. Ayaw niya pang sundin ang payo ng doktor, pero wala siyang nagawa kundi sundin iyon.

"How's your hand?" Keenan asked as he gently held both of my hands. He's looking at both of them intently.

"I'm okay..." pagsagot ko sakaniya gamit ang sign language. It is quite painful, to be honest. That evil man mercilessly pulled some of my nails out and even tried to destroy my fingers. It is so bad that I keep on having nightmares about it.

"You always cry in your sleep." Keenan said. He knows it. After being discharged from the hospital, he insisted to bring me back to his mansion. Lana and Bel freaked out after seeing me back at home. They both cried and said that they are relieved that we are all alive. I am glad that we are too.

Ang akala ko rin ay sa dati kong kwarto ako matutulog, but he also insisted that I should sleep with him in the same room. Hindi na ako umangal. He's always been so observant. Minsan nagugulat nalang ako na napapansin niya pati mga kaliit-liitan na bagay tungkol sakin. I love staying close to him. I love his smell. And I love staying warm beside him. He sometimes asks me why I keep sniffing him and I just couldn't tell him that I love his smell! He might think that I am a creep or something!

"Just a bad dream." sagot ko sakaniya.

"I'm leaving for work." he wrapped his arms around me from behind, I can feel the warmth of his body against mine. "I'll miss you today," he whispered softly before kissing my neck, seemingly reluctant to let go knowing he had to leave for work.

He always does that! He always does that yet I can't get used it.

I can feel my cheeks and ears burning. "I love bringing colors to that pale skin, lyubimaya." binato ko naman siya ng unan bago nagtalukbong ng kumot. He always call me by something that I don't understand. I can't deny that it sounds good when it comes from his own mouth. Hindi ko na kakalimutan na i-research ang mga pinagsasasabi niya sakin.

"You should eat your meals. You don't have to finish it. Just eat." he said. Humarap ako sakaniya.There's no particular reason for it, I just love looking at his face. I love soft mornings like this. Just us lying in the bed, enjoying each others warmth and comfort.

"What?" napadako ang tingin ko sa dibdib at tiyan niya. The healing scars from his recent fight is still evident. "Why are you looking at me like that?" pagtatanong niya pa.

"Nothing." sagot ko. I just lightly touched his scars. It made him react a little.

"You don't poke someone's wound like that, brave girl." he smiled. I smiled back at him too. I sometimes forget that this person who now sleeps peacefully beside me, is a dangerous man. The same person who gives me warmth and comfort.

"I have to go. See you later." he gave me a quick peck on the lips before getting out of the bed. Bumangon na rin ako. Habang papunta ako sa closet para kumuha ng damit ay napatingin ako sa nadaanan kong salamin.

It's been a long time ever since I stared at my own reflection in the mirror without hating myself. Napangiti ako habang nakatingin sa sarili ko.

I am wearing his shirt. Again.

Apparently, he sleeps without his shirt on. I know. It's crazy right? And because of that, I developed a new habit. The shirt that he removes before he goes to bed is the same shirt that I wear, to sleep. He even calls me a shirt thief now. And because he's a mascular person, his clothes are in the bigger sizes too. Kaya nagmumukha akong hanger kapag sinusuot ko ang mga damit niya. It's comfortable though.