Amihan
The whole apartment is close to being bare except for the small couch and the futon that we all used for sleeping. Most of the stuff are arranged in a very minimalistic way and tidy, but as Sana comes home from school, I find myself not resting a lot. I could barely sleep especially when they’re asleep.
The fear keeps me from sleeping in our threadbare home. The fear that someday he would knock at our door and I would be powerless to stop him, though that doesn’t mean I won’t try and fight him. I will do everything to stop him, even if it would cost me everything. The fear is constantly there, and I don’t stop it.
Yume is still unsteady on his feet and could barely say his words right. I have a feeling his growth is stunted because of what we’ve gone through. I’ve read that k
