Kill Me, Archer (Alonso Brothers Series 1)

Epilogue

I was fuming mad while packing our clothes. How dare him?

He can't just take away my son and force us to love with him. I mean, we should talk about it!

I am the mother of my child. Ako ang may mas karapatan sa anak ko.

Medyo naging kalmado ako nang mapagtantong para naman ito sa anak ko. Ngayon niya lang nakilala ang ama niya at hindi naman ako makasarili para ipagkait sa kaniya ang pagkakatakng maramdaman niya ang pagmamahal ng isang ina.

I sighed. Dala dala ko ang aming bahage habang palabas mula sa bahay nina mama.

Hunter was outside our house, waiting for me to fetch me. Nauna na ang anak ko sa bahay ng ama niya. He just can't wait!

Hunter smiled, "Will you be able to handle it?"

"Para sa anak ko," tipid kong sagot bago pumasok sa kaniyang sasakyan.

We stopped in front of a large villa. Maraming nagtatasang puno na nakapaligid. In front of a large mansion is a tall fountain.

Hunter helped me in carrying my bags. We walked inside silently. Wala man lang katao-tao.

We stopped at the large sala. Pagod akong naupo roon, inilapag ni Hunter ang mga bagahe sa sahig.

Hunter glanced at his watch. "I'll have to go now. I'll take care of something." He patted my head. "You can do this, Lyrae."

I smiled and waved my hand as he left.

Ilang minuto pa akong nakatitig sa kawalan bago ko marinig ang munting boses ng anak ko.

"Daddy!" I heard his laughter.

Kunot noo kong sinundan ang kanilang boses. They were both laughing loudly for some uknown reason.

Nakarating ako sa isang malawak na kwarto. Dahan-dahan akong pumasok only to see them playing.

Their hair were both braided, making Archer look like a child.

They both looked at me. Ngayon ko lang napansin ang pagkakahawig nila. Archie was really a carbon copy of his father.

Kunot noo akong lumapit sa anak ko. I carried him on my arms left Archer at his room.

"Lyrae, that's my son!" He pouted as he followed us to the sala.

"And? He's also my son. Galing siya sa sinapupunan ko!"

Kinunotan niya ako ng noo. "It's my sperm, lyrae."

"Pake ko sa sperm mo."

I stopped when I noticed how Archie is staring at us curiously.

"Why are you always fighting?" his nose wrinkled.

I stopped. It's not good for my son to witness us fighting like this.

"Come here," I tapped the sofa. He quietly sat beside me.

"Do you.." I scanned his expression, "want us to live with your daddy?" I asked.

Pinanlakihan ko siya ng mata, umaasang tatanggi siya. He glanced at his father and giggled.

His face lit up. "Yes, of course mommy!"

Pinandilatan ko sila ng mata.

The next day, I decided to visit Luna. Ilang taon na rin hindi ko siya binibisita. I was still in denial.

They say grief has five stages. Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance.

But what they don't tell you is you go through these five stages everytime. It was like a cycle.