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Karlo

I was in my me time, oh by the way when I say 'my me time' that is my nap time. I don't want to give you any grin ideas of what is that. Lol..

Okay? So I was in my me time when Karlo came in. He was a mess. I knew there was something wrong but I didn't bother to ask him. He blow a huge sigh. Then started talking to me without looking at me. Probably not to see my disapproval expression.

He said, he's tired already. He tried everything to give what's the best for her. He got his pride under his balls to give everything to her and in the end it's all his fault. I let him talk and never bother to ask. He continued.. He said,  She knows I sacrifice everything and choose her. Does she knows that? Then he look at me,  I saw his teary eyes.

He pause. And I knew it's my turn to speak. Your problem is so easy, 'leave her and come back here,think everything first and if you think you are ready to face her then go back to her' I said. He didn't say anything. Maybe he was thinking about it.

Karlo is my third brother. He is the only brother I can tell my problem when it comes to my family and of course financial issue. He was the one who held me during my amnesia time. The only brother who understand me. That's why it hurts me into pieces seeing him devastated and a mess. I pray that whatever he is going through he will find his own answer.



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