"take me to isla de gegantes"
A bittersweet feeling.
This story has been with me through thick and thin.
As I felt different emotions from time to time, the author exactly knew when to post another chapter.
There was the prologue when I was feeling lost and confused.
The "buko salad" scene in Chapter 6 when I was feeling blue.
Chapter 10 when I was over the moon...
Skip Chapter 16. (iykyk /༼ •́ ͜ʖ •̀ ༽\ )
The love letter and confession scene when me and my relatives were in Batangas.
The "chasing mother' love" scene in the middle chapters.
The escape scene.
The pregnancy and open-up scene near the end.
They saved me.
There was always a new chapter as I felt new emotions and faced new situations:
The late-night cries.
The sadness replaced by happiness.
The boredom replaced by thrill.
The madness replaced by heartwarming feelings.
The overwhelming replaced by escape.
Each character was imprinted on me. I felt their emotions through reading. I felt what they felt...
And at some point, I learned to understand their perspective and became one with them.
As Razi was finding herself chapter by chapter, I found myself through knowing her.
I know that when I read the last chapter, I'll cry. Because it won't be the same again as it was the first time, even if I decide to reread it.
Yet I’ll always end up finding them, reading them for the nth time already.
The story may be isn't perfect, but it fits to be called "home", "escape", "comfort", and "the other half of me".
I don't think I can move on. I just love this story so much that I dream of being friends with all the characters here.
I love them so much. Thanks to its author, She might not know but She and her story saved me. (ik, I'm not the only one feeling this way.)
my baby Kylo and baby Razi:>
they're now closing their story;<
