Flashback

"Karina! Karina!"

A knock made me stand up from the wet floor of the small bathroom. I just got over from vomiting and my eyes are still spinning. I slowly wiped away the saliva and tears on my face before clinging to the wall to stand up.

It's been a few months since I moved house. I stayed in Sta. Barbara and looked for a living. My pregnancy was particularly delicate and the child in my womb was only in the first trimester but I had no choice. I have to work to eat. By the grace of God, I was able to work in a cafeteria as a...