A few days have passed since I saw Marco again. Eric had to travel to Davao to meet some new clients. It was only supposed to be for a few days, but he might stay there up to a week. Although we’ve been calling each other and in constant contact, I miss him so much already.
We haven’t talked about Marco and what my plans are. I still haven’t made up my mind whether I am going to tell Marco about our son or not. Truth be told, I’ve been avoiding thinking about it.
I just got off work and was surprised to see an unfamiliar car in front of the house. I asked the guard whose car it is and he said that it belongs to the guest I have waiting inside the house. He couldn’t remember his name but I had a nagging feeling that I know who it is.
I immediately ran inside and was stunned as I saw Marc
