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Miles Point Of View* Natigilan ako nang maramdaman ko na may something sa may puson ko. Napatingin naman ako doon pero pinigilan naman ako ni Max. "No, don't look at that." Napakunot ang noo ko nang may narealize ako na all this time hindi flashlight o baril ang bagay na yun. "H-Hon, bakit ganun siya?" Agad namang napaupo si Max at napasandal siya sa higaan. "Sweetheart, punta ka na sa kwarto mo. Maliligo lang muna ako." Nakatingin ako sa baba at tinakpan pa din niya ito ng kumot. "Sorry, Honey." "I'm okay. Don't worry." Hindi siya okay at ayon sa research ko masakit daw yun sa puson nila. "Sweetheart, magiging maayos ako mamaya. Wag kang mag aalala sa akin, okay?" Dahan dahan naman akong tumango sa sinabi niya. Tumayo ako at lumakad papunta sa isang pintuan doon na papun