Her Cold Body Guard

Stephanie's POV

I sat quietly in the visitor's chair while waiting for the result of Dr. Joyce's medical examination on me. Eventually, she stood up holding a paper on which my medical check-up was written. Sit at her desk opposite where I sit then lower the paper on the table between us.

"Okay, as I see the result of your final medical examination, you are very fit!

Means you can start to work, dear, Stephanie," said Dr. Joyce, our Family Doctor.

"Thank you, Doc."

"You are most welcome, dear."

She had no other explanation about my health because what she said was clear. Yes, because I didn't feel anything anymore, I was completely healed. I am happy for myself because I passed a test in my life and that was a car accident. I am so grateful to my parents because they never let me down.

I walked out of Dr. Joyce's office at the hospital where she worked holding the result of my medical examination. I went to the waiting area and sat down to wait for Daddy. Months ago when I had an accident, Daddy has been picking me up ever since. I have not been allowed to drive my vehicle again.

I never got bored of waiting because there was a TV in front of me. Besides, the movie is good and I've watched it before. It's just muted so the voice can't be heard. I rolled my eyes and there were still very few people.

A few minutes later, Daddy, called me who was already out of the hospital and he was waiting for me to come out. I stood up to leave the waiting area. Unexpectedly, I dropped the plastic envelope I was holding containing my result. I immediately bent down to pick it up but I saw it rise in front of me but not my hand holding it.

My forehead furrowed at what I saw, a nice pair of signature white rubber shoes and blue jeans wearing the bottom. I slowly raised my eyes and could not escape every part of a man's body. From his feet, knees, and thighs. My forehead furrowed even more because there was still a bulge in his thigh.

I was suddenly swallowed up when I realized what was there. I continued the path of my vision in its entirety. Even covered with a blue polo shirt, his muscular body stretched out. Standing in front of me was the handsome, white, and tall man, above all he has a sharp- nose.

I was still watching him as he immediately handed me the plastic envelope he had picked up. It was only then that I woke up and was taken from his hands. I immediately reached out and thanked him. I was still stunned to look into my eyes, met by his sad stares.

"Are you done checking me out, Miss?"

In the baritone voice that bewildered me.

"No, I'm not!"

I apologize because I didn't mean to look at his body. It just happened because I just saw a muscular one. I had male classmates back then but their bodies were not like his. It's sensitive to think!

"Really? Anyway, nice to meet you, Miss, I'll go first."

He left before I could answer him. He was walking fast so he also quickly disappeared from my sight. I immediately looked down when I noticed that there were people inside the hospital looking at me. I just stared at the plastic envelope I was holding.

I let out a sigh of relief. I can't get that man's look out of my mind. I closed my eyes and then opened my eyes. I secretly smiled to myself. There was something strange that I felt that I couldn't name what it was.

I hurried out of the hospital and saw Daddy's car parked in front of the hospital. I came over here and rode. I fastened my seatbelt then and looked at Daddy.

"Hello, Daddy!"

"Hello, hija! How's your check-up?"

"Everything is good! I am fit to work, Daddy."

"Very good, hija! Let's go home."

When I got home I went straight to my room, while I was resting Daddy knocked on my door. I opened him and ushered him into my room. The two of us sat on the long couch in the living room of my bedroom. I was shown photos of the applicants who were bodyguards of an agency so that I could choose.

I looked one by one at the profiles that contained a seeming album of applicants. I see a variety of handsome guys. Sometimes I was shaking, sometimes I was smiling as I opened their resumes. Until I finished I had no choice.

"Daddy, why do you need to hire in the agency, better ask some of your friends. Maybe it is safer for me because you know."

I complained to Daddy because I didn't like what was shown to me. I'm not like a delicate girl for a bodyguard. What I want is to be trusted because I can be with him every day. Afterward, he will also be my driver, who will drive me to my condo unit.

"I'll try to talk to our family friends. In the meantime, let's go to work together."

"No problem. Thank you, Daddy!"

The next day we went to Daddy's work together. I was very comforted by the warm welcome the employees gave me. Others are almost the same age as me, still young and rarely are older. I feel good to be with them at work.

I see Daddy with a wide smile because of what the employees showed me. Since then Daddy has been naturally kind to his staff. So the Alonzo family also received great respect, and his employees sympathized. I am proud of my last name.

After the introduction, we started our work.

I spent the whole day focused on my new job as the staff assigned by Daddy. Although Daddy wanted me to be the next CEO I had to go through the process.

I still have a long way to go before I get to Daddy's position.

I just noticed that it was five o'clock in the afternoon. I retouched my face before leaving the office. Other employees are also leaving their departments. I have accompanied them to the lift or so-called elevator.

Daddy was waiting for me to catch up in the lobby. Leaning back, his leg half-cross as four on the long couch while reading the newspaper. I looked up because my scent knew very well that I had arrived. I smiled at him when he saw me.

"The diligence of my girl!" he praises me as I am approaching him.

"Of course, Daddy, I inherited from you," in conjunction with my kiss on his cheek.

"Let's go home, Daddy, I miss Mommy."

Daddy got up and walked ahead, I followed behind him. At the age of forty-five, he has an elegant and caring body in the gym. He drives his car and bulletproofs it so he and I are safe. He is the Chief Executive Officer or CEO of Alonzo Wellness, Incorporated.

Alonzo Wellness, Incorporated is a distributor company of health and wellness products such as natural coffee beverages, slimming drinks, and cosmetics. There are many branches here in the Philippines and even in various countries. Thousands of "Independent Distributors" join every day because they are popular with Overseas Filipino Workers.

My parents are both doctors but when it comes to us we also have our doctor, because it's not possible for everyone to do it.

Mommy runs the "Alonzo Charity" which helps the less fortunate. Its office is in Tagaytay and there it processes and delivers all assistance for those in need. It has supported an "Orphanage." Our family is always included in every charity activity.

Wealthy families bring their help to Alonzo Charity, some other kind, and sometimes money. I was the one who took to the orphanage to be with the children there. I feel happy to be with them and see their smiles. It feels good to help, especially with children.

While on our way home, Daddy told me that I could live in my condo unit. But not now because he is still looking for someone to hire to be a driver-bodyguard. I agree with what Daddy said but expressed my heartfelt gratitude. What else can I ask for?

Sometimes, I think my parents are too protective of me. I didn't roam around, when just because of the accident then I needed a bodyguard. Daddy does the same for me. For my safety, who is the parent who does not want to give protection to the child?

"So Daddy, while I don't have a bodyguard, I'll be with you for a while. So I'll enjoy it first."

"Yes, of course, hija, I'll teach you so that you can learn a lot more and master the ins and outs of work and even business. It's not for those in a hurry but it's better that you learn early."

"Okay, Daddy, I will follow you."

Is it like this, that when you graduate from college you have to work right away? Can't I rest first? It's true that when I finished school, my life started there.

This is the beginning of everything!

If I may not work first, what will I do with my life?

Just take a walk? Spend money?

I have my own money, so what !?

I raised an eyebrow at my thoughts.

That's good and I haven't heard it yet so Daddy might think I'm crazy.

I shook my head to get rid of anything in my brain.

I comforted myself by talking to Daddy while driving.

Every Friday afternoon we go home to Tagaytay. That was Daddy and I's schedule to visit Alonzo Charity to monitor the staff. My parents are tandem in everything so the businesses are well managed.

The thing I admire about my parents so in return for them is that I studied well in college.

When we got to our mansion, I first went to the garden because I wanted to see the beautiful flowers. This is where the fresh air comes from as well as the water vapor in the swimming pool. I sat in the gazebo in the middle of the garden while closing my eyes.

I rested my mind because today I am focused on my work. I could feel the touch of the wind on my face. I inhale and exhale so that I can inhale it even more. The smell of fragrant flowers worsens.

Suddenly the look of the man I talked to yesterday at the Hospital flashed on my face. His handsome face was very serious. Maybe when smiling it's even more handsome. What is his name?

Based on what I observed, the army cut his haircut to suit him. My forehead furrowed as I remembered how he stared at me.

But his gaze was sad. If only I could do something to erase his sadness.

"What's that, Stephanie?" I visit myself. Why am I thinking of him?

I didn't even think about it while I was wasting time with him. I leaned over and stared into the air.

Disgusted, I entered the house. I was even surprised because Daddy was in the living room. He was already wearing his pajamas while watching TV. I passed him to head to my room. I'm not even halfway there yet, Daddy spoke.

"Why do you look like that?"

"Which one?" I turned to Daddy as I stood on the stairs.

"You look disgusted? Why do you have an enemy? Even climbing the stairs will push you?" Daddy's question was long and consistent.

"Ah nope! I'm not angry, Daddy!" Draw a fake smile on my lips.

"Daddy!?"

My eyebrows rose as the expression on his face changed. My Daddy knows me well. He knew if I was disgusted or not. We will be fathers.

He even shook his head before looking back at the TV. I continued to climb into my bedroom. When I closed it, I immediately went to the bathroom to clean my body.

Stephanie's POV

Friday afternoon, early we left Daddy's office. We made our way to Tagaytay to visit Alonzo Charity which has become our routine to bond with the staff there. When Daddy and I arrived at the Alonzo Charity Office we kissed Mommy. I let him know that Brandon and I were going to the Orphanage.

Brandon is the one Daddy trusts about the security and order of the charity even in our house here in Tagaytay, because we are only here every weekend and every Sunday night we go home to Manila.

Brandon is my age, elegant, well-shaped and most of all he is handsome and he looks like Coco Martin(an actor in the Philippines). Cheerful and high sense of humor. He was a trustee, but my parents considered him their son and a brother for me. Kind and considerate especially to Alonzo Charity.

"Good Afternoon, Miss Alonzo," he opened up to me with his sweet smile.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, let's go," I told him.

We were on our way to the orphanage, carrying rations such as rice, biscuits, noodles, and much more. We also carry clothes for the children. Surely the kids there will be happy when they see them. This is the good part of our family, to help others.

Brandon's story is straightforward while driving. I listened quietly but when he had a high sense of humor, I didn't hold my laugh anymore because his jokes were also funny. I was still holding my stomach because I couldn't stop laughing. Brandon enjoys it while others enjoy his jokes.

We arrived safely, the kids almost running away when they saw Daddy's car being driven by Brandon while heading to the parking lot to park. If only they hadn't been restrained they would have probably run into the vehicle. Others, still jumping for joy. I just smiled while still inside the car.

"Sister Stephanie!" The children shouted when they saw me get out of the car.

I waved at them and gave them a flying kiss and then I helped Brandon get our things. He came back two more times and there I accompanied him to enter. Their function hall echoed with the noise of the children. There they gather when a visitor arrives.

We were greeted by the children's hugs and Brandon was also hugged by them. He picked up Dahlia who was the youngest of all because she was only three years old and might get stung. Dahlia is a hybrid, with long eyelashes, curly long hair, and tender child.

Someone hugged my two thighs while I still had a hug. They also kissed my cheek.

Almost all of them kissed me when they were over thirty. They can see that they have been well cared for. Looks like new baths even. I could smell their shampoo and soap used.

The guards let us spend some time with them.

When it was time for a snack, Brandon and I still took care of them. I raised Dahlia while we took care of the other children. When it was all over, we went out to the playground while Brandon was still inside who was still arranging our belongings.

I played with the kids, they ran around with great fun and I felt the same way. After the race, we talked. After we finished outside we went inside. Brandon and I helped feed their dinner until we reached seven in the evening.

Brandon and I said goodbye to go home. We ate at a restaurant before finally going home. Because I was tired I fell asleep on the trip even though it was close. We were in the backyard when Brandon woke me up. After he delivered me he went home.

After I greeted my parents I first hung out in the living room while watching TV. My parents were talking not far from where I was sitting but I couldn't hear what they were talking about. I was bored with the inheritance so I went to the swimming pool. I will take a bath here first.

First, I went to the comfort room next to the pool where a special room housed swimming equipment including towels. I wore my favorite two-piece. I rinsed and went down to the pool. I took a swim.

I had been swimming back and forth in the pool for less than fifteen minutes when I saw my parents come out of the kitchen carrying our dinner. They went to the gazebo in the middle of the garden. I made a few more climbs and mortars before I followed the gazebo to eat again because I felt hungry. After I ate I rested a bit and continued my bath but I was with my parents the during bath now.

The next day, I woke up to find my room airy, the curtain raised, and the cold air blowing into the open balcony. The aircon was turned off so the air was fresh. The heat and cold mixed outside. I suddenly thought that today is Saturday, we will take a walk in the sights here.

I went down to eat breakfast. I just finished eating. I was just surprised that my parents were already dressed.

I hurried to take a bath and get dressed.

I brought my digicam because I will capture a lot of beautiful views. Sure, I can post a lot of Tagaytay views on my social media account. We have already started touring with my Daddy and Mommy. We also ordered rides for us kids and I'm happy because my parents don't kill joy. After all, we both want the same.

My digicam is full of photos of our family, especially me. When we were hungry we ate at a restaurant. Then we circled again. Tiresome but fun because we are in a family bonding.

Before seven o'clock in the evening, we returned home immediately. We have another walk and it is said to be dinner with Daddy's companion. To a mall, we went. When we arrived we approached a couple sitting at the table who I think was just the same age as my parents.

They even kissed, and after my parents, I waved to them. I can't remember them because it's been a long time and only now can I be with my parents' friends for dinner again.

"God bless you, hija," the smiling couple said when I did the action of blessing.

"Thank you," I replied to Daddy's friends.

"Your daughter is grown-up and turned into a beautiful lady," the Lady said to Mommy who glanced at me.

"Yes, Amiga," my Mommy said.

Since the food was ready, we all ate. After I ate I said goodbye to go to the washroom. After I used it, I just called Mommy to let me go shopping first.

After retouching I went straight to the Lady's Section to choose the ones I would buy. Apart from the dresses, I already bought other things. I've spent an hour on the weirdness here at the mall. I was about to leave when Mommy called and said that they were waiting in the parking lot.

We quickly got home from dinner. I went straight to the room immediately after I said goodbye to my parents. I carried my purchases that I immediately put away when I got to the bedroom, I put them in my closet. It's been a busy day for my family.

I woke up early when I felt the noise in the living room. I came down from my room, I saw Mommy doing the Zumba dance. She mimics the steps on television. At Mommy's age, her body is still sexy, she takes care of her body so well and l an only child.

I watched her after I came out of the kitchen to brew my coffee. Waking up my sleeping spirit. I wondered if I had just been taken aback. But not because I'm awake

When Mommy felt my presence, she turned and smiled at me.

"Want to join, hija?" Mommy asked as her body moved. Her body is soft so it looks good especially when she dances.

"No, I am sexier, thank you!" Answered her

When Mommy heard what I said she burst out laughing.

"Whatever!" I uttered.

I went up again to my room not to sleep but I went to the balcony so I could consume my coffee.

I reached inside my cellphone to go online, I scrolled up and down but my friends weren't online yet. I miss them because chat and video calls have been our communication since I came home from Germany. They are as busy with their jobs as I am. No one to talk to yet so I'll post my pictures on my social media account first.

When I saw the time, it was seven o'clock. I went down again to eat breakfast. I was just on the stairs when I smelled my parents' cooking. They cook at home and they bond with that on weekends.

On weekends we don't have jobs and those who work with us don't work either, except for Daddy's Office because they have a half-day job on Saturdays.

I also know how to do household chores because I learned in Grandpa's penthouse in Germany. My parents intended to make me independent and were happy with my result. I won't have a hard time even without a maid. Especially since there is a condo unit that Daddy bought for me.

Because of my thoughts, I realized outside that I had gone there. I went through the kitchen but I just came back. Thankfully my parents didn't notice me, they are busy with their cooking. When Daddy saw me he invited me to eat.

After we had breakfast I took a shower and got dressed because we were going to church. We thank God for everything we have received. After the church service, we would watch a movie. My parents used to go to Germany every month to fulfill their duty as a parent when I was a student, now we do it weekly.

We enjoyed eating at a restaurant, this is the part I like the most, whether it's rich or simple, eating is just fine with them. They still enjoy simple meals, at least the food here is delicious, and above all the fresh air that comes from Taal Volcano. We were upstairs with a beautiful view. Lots of people are around because Sunday is "Family Day."

After we ate we were going to the cinema when we saw Brandon's family and they were also taking a walk. After a short story and a bet, we said goodbye to buying tickets to enter the cinema.

Before I went in I bought a snack and popcorn because the movie was over two hours long. It's good because my favorite thing to watch is "Jumanji."

There were only a few people when we got inside. A few more minutes had already begun. We were already watching a movie but I noticed that my parents were talking. I can't hear the conversation but I can see the expressions on their faces.

No matter when they are business-minded, even in a movie theater or with a lot of people, their topic is still there. Their voices weren't loud, I could hear enough. I couldn't help but be amazed because Daddy was great with suggestions. Mommy is Daddy's advisor.

I heard the clue that my parents were talking about me having a bodyguard. I raised an eyebrow because when I have a bodyguard, Daddy knows. For now, I will enjoy bonding with my parents.

After we got to the cinema we had dinner early. We went home, dressed up, and started traveling home to Manila with Mommy because the Office will take care of something regarding Charity.

During our trip, we talked and laughed with Mommy and Daddy. I am grateful to my family. A lot of fun we finished today. Then I remember Dahlia, in the orphanage.

If she has a family, maybe she will be happy like me. I am praying that a good couple will adopt her and love her as their child. If it happens, I will be happy for her.

"What are you thinking, hija?" Daddy asked.

I pouted first before answering him. I sit properly and open my mouth.

"I am thinking of Dahlia, Daddy. I would be happy for her if a good couple would adopt her."

"Don't worry, hija, it will happen at the right time," Daddy said.

I just nodded my head at him.

Carl's POV

Elissa and I have been in a relationship for five years, and the two of us are wanting to get married. Back and forth to California because she had a business there to take care of. In one year, I spent a month with her in California for vacation and just to be with her. We have visited almost all of the country, and we both love adventure.

She has so many dreams in life that she says almost all of them have come true. I support her in everything she wants as much as I can. The zest of our romance and I feel is endless. But, everything has an end.

One year I couldn't take a vacation because we had an important mission and it wasn't just for fun. Before the day of our mission began, I said goodbye to use one month of my sick leave. I knew that when I was on a mission I would not be with my girlfriend for a long time. I am very thankful that I was allowed to.

I took Elissa to her favorite beautiful spot in Los Angeles. We were so happy, her smile and laughter were incomparable. With her, my world revolves when I'm not at work. Once, I believed in the saying, "When you love someone, you give everything."

I love her so I did the right thing. I am confident in myself because she is the woman of my dreams and I have loved her dearly my whole life. And I know she is the same as me. She made me feel that she loved me.

Until the day comes for me to do my mission. Little did Elissa know that before I embarked on the mission I had talked to my private detective to find out everything she was going to do: where to go, even the people to talk to, and her business partners.

We have communication and that is texting, calling, chatting, and video calls. Not always, as long as we have a conversation schedule. We understand our situation because of the nature of my work.

At first monitoring, it was still fine. I saw no change in her when talking, using our social media accounts. But there was a chance that I received a photo of her with someone, at the sights, she was going to. A male business partner even visits her.

This man's face was unfamiliar to me, as I had already met her business partners. I carefully instructed my private detective about this.

I don't tell her that when we talk on the video call, that just doesn't matter to me. I'm not easily jealous as long as I don't get evidence. It took another two months and they were still set up.

In the third month, a photo came as a message on my cell phone. They were photographed at a hotel where they checked in. The time and day when it happened are also stated, as well as a copy of the CCTV is included and it is confirmed.

I was depressed when I saw it all. Since I was still on the mission, I had to weigh my emotions. Since then she has rarely talked to me in texts, chats, and even in video calls. She always said to be tired when I talk via texting.

I understood her, I didn't want to confront her first, I preferred to talk in person so that I could see her real reaction.

Once when I was talking to her on a video call, someone suddenly entered the room where she was sitting. That was the man in the picture sent to me by my private investigator. I investigated without her knowing. I was surprised by what happened next, when the man entered he kissed Elissa on the lips.

It was obvious to both of my eyes, and he even called her, "Babe" in conjunction with the reaching of the bouquet. Elissa knew I had seen it all, she reached for the laptop and folded causing it to die.

It was as if a drum of cold water had been poured on me. I hit the table almost to pieces. I felt so bad, that I lost my seat. I don't care if people can hear me or not. I poured out all my anger, I fell to the floor because I felt like I was being stabbed by thousands of knives.

I pulled my head out. What am I lacking from her? I thought we understood each other but I'm the only one who understands her? She is a cheater!

I allowed myself to feel the pain. Other staff just let me down with what they saw in me. Being an official at work, especially the struggle that was so hard I was able to cope and overcome but to be hurt like this in love was like I was going to die.

I got drunk to reduce the pain she caused in my heart but I was frustrated.

Do I have to feel it first before it disappears? In doing my mission it haunts my mind. I tried to control my emotions so that my work will not be affected. I was trying to finish my mission without giving up.

But each day, instead of relieving the pain it seemed to get even more complicated because my head became hot. I was overcome by emotional devastation. I'm in the middle of my mission but I feel like I can't finish it.

I'm in the office to report because we take care of a lot but nothing enters my brain. I can't move and I can't make good decisions. I'm so exhausted and in pain. I wanted to kill people because of the pain I felt until I realized I was crying. That's right, I'm a man but I'm crying because it's not just a woman who cries. I am now proving it to myself.

I let my tears flow as I sat at my desk.

I have done my job well for seven years as a Law Enforcement. I suddenly thought of resigning, with all the pain I was going through it was really what I thought.

I made a resignation letter and handed it to the highest official. I know I can't just resign but let me try. I was right in front of the person to whom I handed the resignation letter. He looked at me and shook, indicating not to sign and approve.

"If you don't sign my resignation letter, I'll be fine!" I said angrily in front of my officer.

My eyes were squinting and glaring at him, I was almost ready to hit a man. Because of the look, I saw him immediately sign my resignation letter. I thought he would take longer than I would get lost in front of him. I have nothing to fear, kill if I have to kill.

I got up and immediately left that office after signing my resignation letter.

When I entered my quarters an officer spoke to me. Trying to convince me to withdraw my resignation letter.

They could do nothing because of my decision. Whatever else they say to enlighten me I will still go home and nothing will stop me because they know how angry I am.

I went straight to my condo unit here in Makati. I called my parents and let them know that I was home so they could be updated on what was happening to me.

After I talked to them I went to the bar counter to get drunk. I drank the wine that was the strongest right when I drank it. I feel like I won't be affected by drunkenness so I drank a drink more. It doesn't matter that I'm in my condo unit, I can sleep anywhere.

When I woke up I found myself on the cold floor. My head hurts because of the hangover. I immediately took a shower and got dressed to go out. I took a taxi so that I wouldn't have to drive a car so when I got drunk I wouldn't have a car problem.

I went to the most popular nightclub. I ordered a lot of wine and I stumbled alone. I got drunk and had sex with a beautiful woman. There was a VIP room where I released the heat of my body, using different women in one night.

I did this straight for a week, without food and proper sleep until I felt my body weaken. I couldn't get up, my whole body hurt, including my head, as if it was going to break. The pain I felt was not a joke, I called an ambulance to pick me up. I was confined to Makati Medical City.

I called my parents so they went straight there when they traveled to Manila. I heard no sermon, they treated me with love, maybe they sympathized with me. Three days later I was released from the hospital. I recovered quickly because with their help I was still overwhelmed with grief.

They stayed here for a week and accompanied me. That's also the number of days I don't go out of my room. My Mommy serves me food. He cleans up the clutter in my room.

Daddy told us to talk in-depth. Mommy instructed me to leave the room but I didn't. I wasn't ready to talk to Daddy yet because I knew I would only get a sermon. What else?

As I was sitting and dumbfounded, Daddy suddenly entered my room. Without warning, I was punched. I was startled and twisted in pain. I chased my breath because it seemed to stop when Daddy's punch hit my stomach.

"That should be for you!" Daddy's mouth twitched as he spoke.

"Get organized, it's not because of that woman, you should be like that!

You already know what you have to do for yourself!"

After speaking, he turned around and left my room. I was left speechless inside while caressing the part of my body that had been punched. I let out a sigh of relief. I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I was startled when suddenly something moved through the curtain of my room. My Mommy came in without me knowing. After parting the curtain, a cold wind suddenly came in, causing me to wake up. I get up and sit on the bed.

I still didn't speak, I just let Mommy do what she was doing. She sat on the side of my bed and watched me. I was taken aback by her stare as if she had seen a hermit. She stood up, came over to me, and hugged me.

"We love you, son, please love yourself!"

It was as if a part of my chest softened when I heard what Mommy said. But no words came out of my mouth. I just let her hug me. Ultimately moving my body I did not.

"Tonight, we're going back home to Tagaytay with you. Prepare yourself, we leave at seven."

I nodded in agreement with Mommy. She let go of me and then back away. She looked at me first before turning around and leaving my room. I was left alone and meditating.

When my parents arrived here from Tagaytay I folded up. I got up to go to the bathroom to take care of my body. I was shocked by what I saw in the mirror, my hair was grown out and my beard was coming out as well. I look thinner, which is why Mommy used to think that way.

I examined myself. I still shudder, I don't like what I see in front of the mirror. I first shaved my beard before I took a bath to clean my body. Getting out of the water I felt comfortable.

I got dressed for a haircut outside first. I caught my parents in the living room watching TV.

I looked at Daddy who was just silently watching. I sat down next to him, sneezing first before speaking.

"Thank you Daddy and Mommy for taking care of me. I'll be with you later I come home to Tagaytay."

Daddy was just quiet so I didn't wait for his answer. Instead, I got up and left the condo unit. After I got a haircut I still felt relief in my head. I decided to go back to the condo, I first went through the bakeshop to buy a greeting.

We were on our way home, my parents' car ahead. I was able to follow them while driving my car. The road was not busy so we got there easily. I miss this place of ours, the air is fresh and the atmosphere is cozy.