When I met him, I wanted to grow up fast. To be a matured-woman enough for him. He's the only man easily got my interest after my first and last serious relationship. And now I felt older in just a span of month.
If I could turn back time, I would. Wanted stay young again and that would be remained as a silent wish as for me.
"Thank you, hija." Mommy casually said while we were heading home.
"It's okay Mommy." I gave her a sly smile.
"How's your Dad?"
My smile faded. "He's getting fine. His doctors said he'll recover soon after a series of treatments. We have these trusted therapists and his recovery will be sooner if he'll continue to comply."
"Good then." Mom nodded slowly. And her face hardened. "I'll take care everything from here."
"I'll stay with you Mom." I swallowed the lump
