Chapter 113: Chapter 113

"Khrystal." I felt a faint tap on my shoulder as I heard my mother's voice.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw her standing in front of me. I dozed off. I didn't realize that maybe because I was tired. I glanced at Gio and found him still sleeping. Next I looked for Gia. I smiled when Daddy was with her and gave her his peeled apple.

"I'm going to buy our food outside first," said Mom.

I immediately shook my head and then stood up. "Leave it to me. I'm also going to buy something outside."

I faced Daddy and smiled in farewell before leaving the room. I haven't seen Agustine again since he and Lhea had a heated conversation. Where he went, that also I don't know.

I took a deep breath while walking. Now that our past has been clarified, I can't help but regret it. Even so, I'm still thankful because what we went through made me stronger.

I am not a good for nothing bastard anymore. I have made a name for myself and I have proven myself. If there was something bad about the separation between Agustine and me, there was still something good that happened.

Maybe we can't learn not until we stumble.

I was about to walk across the highway when my eyes found him on the other side of the road. We both looked at each other. The longing and sadness were visible in his eyes. He started to cross while I remained standing in my place. The two of us didn't stop looking at each other, as if with every step he took, he was gradually re-entering my life.

My heart raced faster than usual. It was the same feeling I had five years ago every time he's near me. I stopped my breathing.

He was only two meters away from me when a loud squeal of car tires caught our attention. My eyes widened when I saw a ten-wheeler truck speeding towards Agustine's direction.

I wanted to shout. I wanted to run to him but my feet just froze. It happened very quickly.

The next thing I saw, Agustine was lying on the cold road. Bathing with his own fresh blood. I dropped to the floor screaming and started crying.

"No . . ." I barely managed to utter.

He glanced at me weakly. He let out a small smile as his tears fell.

"I . . . love . . . you . . ." he mouthed and his eyes closed slowly.

"No, A-Agustine." I gathered my remaining strength to stand up and approach him.

Shaking, I brought my hand to his cheek as I knelt by his side. "Wake up, please . . . this can't be happening," I cried. "Please . . . open your eyes, babe."

I waited for him to open his eyes, but it didn't come. "No, Agustine, please! We still need you!" I'm begging you.

Please. . . this is too soon. We have not recovered from our children. We still haven't made up for each other for the times we lost.

"Don't leave me, please . . ." I was so weak I was crying.

"Khrystal, baby, wake up. Damn!"

I felt like I was brought in another dimension when I heard a voice. My eyes automatically moved to open.

"Hey, are you okay? Your having a bad dream," Agustine uttered as he looked at me worriedly.

I stared at his face as he gently wiped my cheek. When I realized that everything was just a dream, I started crying again and hugged him tightly. His body stiffened when I did that. He calmed down quickly and hugged me back.

"Shhh. It's okay, it's just a dream," he consoled.

I felt his hand caressing my back. I didn't speak. I just cried on his chest as my fear faded slowly.

We stayed like that for a few minutes until I completely calmed down. When I broke away from our embrace, he carefully handed me water. He still looked worried as he kept his eyes on me.

"Mommy, are you okay?" Gia asked.

Only then was I able to look around the room. Only the three of us were left; Gia and Agustine who are next to me, and Gio who is still sleeping now.

"I let your mother rest. She will also bring your other things from home," said Agustine.

I just nodded and looked away from Gia. I suddenly felt ashamed huggi him. I gave my daughter a small smile.

"I'm okay, baby," I answered.

"Eat, Mommy. Daddy already fed me," she informed.

I bit my lower lip because I could clearly see the pleasure in her eyes.

"Later, Gia. I'll eat with your brother."

My daughter just nodded and shyly clung to his father's arm. "Daddy," she called.

Agustine focused her attention on him and smiled. "What is it, baby? Do you need something?"

Gia's eyes twitched. She wanted to say something but he didn't know how. Agustine must have noticed that too, which is why he lovingly held our daughter's little hand.

"You can tell me," he said.

My daughter looked at him hopefully. "Are you going to stay with us now? You're not going to leave again?"

It's that feeling of punching my chest again while looking at Gia.

Agustine did not immediately answer. He carefully pulled Gia and sat her on his lap and then stroked her hair.

"I won't leave. I'll stay forever with you and your twin," he said sincerely.

"We'll be a complete family from now on?" my daughter asked innocently while shedding tears.

Agustine quickly nodded. "Yes, baby." He hugged my daughter and glanced at me softly. "We'll stay together because we're family."

It felt like something was blocking my throat as my chest gradually warmed up. Five years ago, I never thought that this thing could happen. I prepared myself for two things; to share with his family, or to be rejected. That's why I can't help but be emotional.

"Do you love us, Daddy?" Gia was weakly curious.

"Yes. I love you so much," Agustine answered immediately.

"Do you also love Mommy?"

We were both stunned when we heard Gio's voice. He was awake and looking at his father. I couldn't read the emotion in his eyes.

"Son," I stuttered and stood up to approach his hospital bed.

"Yes . . ."

I stopped walking when Agustine answered. I slowly turned to look at him and swallowed hard when our eyes met.

"I love your mom. Five years ago up to now, I love her."

My heart skipped a beat as he said that directly into my eyes.

"Mahal na mahal . . ." he added in Tagalog. (I love her too much)