"Kenneth, hijo. . ."
I inhaled deeply while staring at Papa. Baxter is behind me, waiting for Papa to open his eyes. And when Papa saw me, Baxter slowly move backwards. He went out, giving me and Papa time to talk here inside the ICU.
Everything is monitored, he's heartbeat with all the wires attached at his body.
"Pa. . ." my jaw clenches, and out hands almost touches.
Pero ama ko nga naman siya, at kahit na kinimumuhian ko siya ay anak niya pa rin ako. Hindi ko siya pwedeng talikuran sa sandaling ito.
"Kenneth. . ." mahinang boses niya at hawak sa kamay ko.
"I'm sorry, anak. . . I failed to protect her when she was with you. I know you can't forgive me and I'm not asking you forgiveness, son. . . All I want, once I'm gone, for you to take over the business."
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