Rossie's POV
Napamulagat ang aking mga mata sa kanyang akusasyon. Pakiramdam ko lahat dugo ko ay umakyat sa aking ulo.
Tumayo ako sa aking kinauupuan at lumapit sa kanya. We never fought like this, we argue in the past because my cooking is not good. I forget to wash or iron his clothes and mild things but tonight, I don't get it.
"Say it clear and stop making me confused!" I shouted in frustration. Naiyak na ako at tumulo ang luha ko. It seems he is accusing me of things I never do and judging me already without knowing the truth.
"See for yourself, do you think I will order those nasty things? The last time I saw you in the kitchen, you and your dirty friends..."
Before he knew it, my right hand landed on his left cheek.
I slapped him. I slap him for calling my friends dirty. T
