Five am in the morning Andrei wake me up. I hovered over his arm for a moment, then I could breathe easily when it was bandaged. The cut was not big maybe so he just cover it so I won't see it again.
　　"Pack your things baby" he said in bedroom voice which made me stilled and horny at the same time.
　　What now Cassandra?

　　I did not object anymore and just did what he wanted. He left the room, maybe he will also pack his things.
　　Haay 2days more patience Cassandra.
　　I picked up Andrei's cellphone on the side table. He didn't take it from me since I borrowed it, he let me use his phone but I can only call Mommy.
　　Even if I wanted to call Rozz I couldn't. Jeez! I'm here at his territory.
　　I felt guilty to my fiance, but I just ignored. I'll just explain when I get home.
　　I dialed my mom's number as I packed my clothes. I was bored for a moment remembering that he had almost prepared it all. He already bought some undies and clothes before he even took me here.

　　What a boy scout asshole.
　　"Hello? You called early my dear," mom respond after accepting my call.
　　"How's Adrian mom? Is he okay?" I asked first.
　　"He's still sleeping. Don't worry he's okay. Ayesha will bring Daeshaia later so they could play." my mom informed.

　　"I missed him" I said and let out a deep sigh.
　　Mommy's line was quiet for a moment before I heard a sigh.
　　"I know it's hard Cassandra. But let him explain my daughter, just for Adrian's sake. In the end of the day he's still Adrian's father." she spoke softly.
　　I stopped packing and turned a blind eye, holding on tightly to the phone.
　　Yes, Andrei is my son's father.
　　Four years ago when I arrived in America I noticed that I was still experiencing the same experiences I had when I was pregnant. That's when I found out that I was still pregnant, the doctor said that I only lost one of the twins.
　　I felt a mixture of joy and sadness during those times. Glad because the Lord did not take everything from me and grief because one of my future children is really gone.
　　I took care of myself twice during those times. Fearing that my remaining child might be ruined again, I called Mommy and looked for Azaia. Luckily, Azaia accepted my offer to be my personal nurse so Mommy's ticket immediately prompted her to follow me.
　　After a month, Ayesha also came to my place of residence. I was so shocked back then, she cried hard after hugging me. She was broken that time and all I can do is to console her. Two weeks had passed and we found out that she's pregnant also.
　　During the time we were pregnant, Azaia took care of us. We never heard anything in the Philippines. Aside from the fact that we decided to move on, we also avoided stress, fearing that what we were carrying would be ruined.
　　When I gave birth to Adrian, I feel like I have been given hope again to fix my life. I was given a reason to continue my lifting.
　　That was also the time Rozz came. He returned to America to understand their business. It is funny to think that the Lord is really giving me a reason to raise myself for my son. MW has branches in America but I decided not to work there, first because my schedule would be too hectic then. Secondly, I want to experience parenting with my child, what it really feels like to be raising them. That's why Rozz and I worked in the company, he took me as his secretary so that in case Adrian needs me I will not have a hard time for that.
　　After three months, Ayesha also gave birth and was able to rest for a month, she also followed me to work. We don't have the same job but we work for the same company so that's okay.
　　We are very thankful that Azaia is the one who presented to take care of our children. I had planned to send her home after I gave birth if she wanted to but she stayed by our side. Even if we pay her, it still does not match that we are indebted to her. I did not know that she was such a good nurse and she was able to take care of Ayesha and my child.
　　We spent four years working. Sometimes the kids are taken for a walk when there is still time left. That's how we lived during those years until Mommy got sick so I decided to go home. Although Mommy's condition was not serious, I also realized that she needed me. She is not younger anymore and I am the only one left to support her. Ayesha and Azaia immediately decided to join even though we both knew we would have a problem here in the Philippines.
　　Our last three months in America while fixing everything on our return to the Philippines Rozz confessed to me. I could not refuse him because apart from being so kind to us, I knew it was worth giving him a chance. I can't say I like him but I know it will be easy for me to learned that.
　　When our last week arrived there, he surprised me again with his proposal. His action was so fast, I said that and he told me that he was afraid that when I returned to the Philippines he would have nothing to hold on to me. I felt conscience and pity that moment, Rozz did nothing but support and understand me. I know the feeling that you do not have confidence in your partner because I have already gone through that so I also agreed to his proposal. We were happy that time, he because I agreed and I because I will start to open my heart.
　　And this shit happened.
　　"Daughter, are you still there?"
　　I was out of my reverie when Mommy spoke again on the other line. I sighed before slowly taking a deep breath.
　　"I'll try Mommy. I also plan to let him know about Adrian after the holidays. Maybe it's time for him to find out about our child." I whispered weakly.
　　"You can do that Cassandra. Adrian and I are just here for you. If you can, give Andrei a chance too." Mommy seemed to be talking.
　　I was out of breath. "Mommy you know what he did to me right? He betrayed me and you still like him for me? Besides you know that I will marry someone else Mommy. I'm just going to tell him about Adrian so Rozz and I can start well. "I explained.
　　Mommy, on the other hand, sighed on the other line and remained silent as if she was thinking something.
　　"Why don't you like Rozz mom? I just noticed before Daddy died that your treatment of him changed." I said and wait for her response.
　　"Just be careful of your decisions my dear. Please take marriage seriously." instead of answering my question she just reminded me.
　　I just closed my eyes and forced a smile even though she could not see me. "I'll hang up mom. I'm packing the clothes I'm going to bring. Just kiss and hug my son." I said.
　　"Take care my princess. Don't worry about Adrian, he's fine. Goodbye." she said and ended the call.
　　I slowly lowered the phone from my ear.
　　I miss Adrian so much.
　　I remembered for a moment that he was looking for his Daddy when I first called him. I felt a mixture of shock and wonder at that moment because he had never looked for it in our whole year in America.
　　Maybe because we are in the Philippines now. I thought.
　　I did not lie to my son about his father. I explained here the situation of Andrei and I who used to be married and also separated after a few months of marriage, I said that even though he did not ask about his father. That is what I told him because I think the two of us have been annulled.
　　I close my eyes tightly when a hot breath hits my neck. This was followed by a soft kiss on the shoulder. From behind me, he slowly wrapped his hand around my waist before burying his face on my shoulder.
　　"Your thoughts are too deep. You didn't even realize I was here. Are you okay?" there is a streak of anxiety in his voice.
　　I just nodded in response and resumed my packing. He kept hugging me while watching what I was doing.
　　Why the fvck am I letting him hug me ?!