Where I Belong

Kabanata 2

Millers

As we drove towards the airport. Each passing mile felt like a step into the unknown, a leap of faith into a world where I had no place or purpose.

Doubts continued to affect my mind. What if the Millers were just like my mother, ready to blame me for things beyond my control? What if they saw me as nothing more than a burden?.

After hours of thinking, we arrived at the  suburban home of the Millers, I hesitated at the threshold, unsure of what awaited me on the other side.

Mr. Kade gave me a reassuring smile before gently nudging me forward, his silent encouragement urging me to take the first step.

Dahan-dahang huminga ako ng malalim bago tumawid sa pintuan at pumasok sa bahay ng mga Miller.

The warmth of the interior enveloped me like a comforting embrace, easing the tension that had knotted my muscles.

I was greeted by Mrs. Miller, her smile warm and welcoming as she ushered me inside. "You must be Brea," she said, her voice gentle and kind. "We've been expecting you."

I nodded silently, unable to find the words to express my gratitude or my fear.

As Mrs. Miller led me to my room, I couldn't help but notice the genuine concern in her eyes.

It was a positive contrast to the cold indifference I had grown accustomed to, and for the first time in a long time, I allowed myself to hope.

Perhaps, just perhaps, the Millers would be different.

Perhaps they would see past the darkness that had consumed me and help me find the light I had longed for so desperately.

"Is there anything you need, dear?" Mrs. Miller asked, her voice soft and caring.

I hesitated, unused to such kindness, but the sincerity in her eyes urged me to open up. "I... I'm not sure," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "I've never been good at asking for help."

Mrs. Miller smiled sympathetically, her eyes filled with understanding. "That's alright, Brea. We're here to support you in any way we can," she reassured me.

Tears welled up in my eyes at her words, overwhelmed by the compassion she showed me. "Thank you," I whispered, my voice choked with emotion.

Mrs. Miller reached out and gently squeezed my hand, nag-aalok sa akin ng tahimik na katiyakan na hindi ako nag-iisa.  "You're part of our family now, dear," aniya, her voice warm and comforting. "And we'll do everything we can to make you feel at home."

In that moment, I felt a glimmer of hope ignite within me, a spark of light in the darkness that had consumed my life for so long.

With the Millers by my side, perhaps I could finally begin to heal and find the happiness I had longed for.

As Mrs. Miller left me to settle into my new surroundings, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude washed over me.

For the first time in a long time, I allowed myself to believe that maybe, just maybe, things would be different this time.

And as I lay down on the bed, surrounded by the warmth and comfort of my new home, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to dream of a future filled with hope and possibility.