It was cold outside and I could do nothing but stare into the chilled glass window. I can't stop my own tears. Ezekiel's weeping at that time kept coming back to my mind. My chest writhes in pain.

When I left. I also left and forgot my love for him. I accepted to myself that there was no hope.

I’m here now and not ready for anything yet. Yes, maybe I am so selfish. But this is the pain made me. It made me numb and afraid to risk again.

I am not ready for any commitment. I only think of is to work to give the twins a good...