The next day, I left to Manila. Cole drove me again but I was alone when I got to my apartment.

I didn’t expect the landlady to meet me with her forehead furrowed and holding her big belly.

"Two weeks ago the rent was due, hija. I'm about to give birth, I need the money, I hope you understand ..."

My grip tightened on the door knob. I haven't even been able to enter, yet, another problem will confront me.

I sighed and nodded softly, "I'm sorry, Celly, I'll just send it to your house when I have money."

"Oh, when will that be?"

I scratched my eye because I...