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"Sonya..."
A warm hand cupped my left cheek, caressing my skin like it's the most delicate piece of artwork in a museum. That soothing sensation was followed by the same voice calling my name.
"Sonya, darling..."
That voice never failed to make my heart react. That night when I first met him, the music in the club we were at was blaring. It was a torture to the ear. But his voice stood above the collective noise around us. The voice that I could recognize now even in my sleep.
His voice was soothing despite it being low and rough. Comfort is what I feel whenever I hear him calling me dearly. My heart would always beat fast in glee.
And even now, I still feel that way. But now, along with the warmth his voice brings, a painful stab would always follow. A painful guilt that overcomes my chest.
It hurts.
When I opened my eyes, I found him watching me with the same eyes that I found comfort in. The eyes that watched me with care all the time he would see me. Those eyes never changed. Kahit ilang taon pa ang lumipas. The worry and affection in them were there all the time.
Wala ngang nagbago, but the emotions in his eyes became more intense. It sends warm feelings in my chest. But it makes my head explode with too many thoughts, good and bad.
Karma graced me with a smile. A bright smile that lightened his face despite the visible effects of stress I can see in his features. This is how it would always be when he smiles. In front of other people, all I would see on his face are the lines on his skin when he frowns, when he gets angry, or when he's confused. But never have I seen his smile lines appear this deep when he's talking to other people.
I only see that face when he's with me.
"Let's go out, darling," he said softly. "We have the day for ourselves."
That phrase was like a fantasy. We have the day for ourselves. Ngayon ko lang ulit narinig 'yan. Akala ko kasi imposible na maiwan kaming dalawa nang buong araw na kami lang. Simula kasi nang mapunta ako sa bahay na 'to, lagi silang nakamasid sa amin—sa akin.
BINABASA MO ANG
karma, my husband's uncle
Romance"You haven't met her, have you? That is my wife, Sonya." My husband gestured a hand at me. "Sonya, this is my uncle, Karma." 𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙'𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙚? ☘☘☘ After three years of marriage...