MATAMAN SIYANG NAKINIG sa akin. She didn’t interrupt me for the last few minutes.
“Then when we left at nakilala namin ang pamilya nina Nanay, our lives changed. That same year, I met my father in New York. Ikinasal sila ni Nanay, finally. Pero hanggang ngayon, hindi ko pa rin dala ang apelyido niya.”
“But why?”
Nagkibitbalikat ako. “I was comfortable with being a King. Kahit nga Salmeron ay okay lang sa akin. I have a last name and that’s what’s important.”
“Where’s your father now? Did he get upset that you didn’t take his last name?”
“I guess he was upset in a way, but he never really told me. We bonded kahit huli na. The thing is, he didn’t know I existed either. It’s a choice my mother made at wala ako sa posisyon para husgahan siya. Wala na rin namang point na bumalik pa sa na
