That Saturday, the day when we planned to go to Santa Monica, we had to finish a few things kaya hapon na rin kami nakapunta. I already told Aira that we are going to the orphanage and that I will tell them something important.
“How about this polo? Do I look like older in this color?” It’s Vaughn’s third time to change his polo. He’s a little nervouse which is not his usual whenever we used to go to Holy Grace.
I mean, yeah, maybe thae fact that we are adopting gae him a little pressure. I cannot help but smile because he looks nervous and it’s evident in his face.
“Honey, relax. Everything suits you. Bakit ka ba pressured?” Playful at natatawa na sabi ko.
“It’s been a while since the last time I visit there. I feel like I have to look better to impress the kids and everyone.” Bah
