A RANDOM QUESTION

It has been almost a month since I came here. We usually act like we don't have any gaps after what happened when I confronted him about breaking up with me. I'm still thinking about telling him the truth, but I don't have a chance because he was too busy and preoccupied with the little problems of his current project. While I'm still on leave from my job, I usually do some online tutoring with my nephew. And sometimes, I get phone calls from my friends and we gossip about each other's lives.

"How are you, brother? How's Canada?" I casually asked my big brother on our face time.

"Doing great, lil'sis. I heard from aunt Mira that you are in Quezon City right now. What are you doing there?" He curiously asked while drinking his coffee.

"I'm on my leave, brother. I was staying here in Edge's condo because I came to visit him and to take my two-month vacation." I simply explained.

"How's your daily hospital check-up?" He asked again.

"The doctor said I was doing fine, nothing serious about my health." I lied while smiling to hide what I felt.

"If you say so, what about our parents, by the way?" He casually said.

"They were doing great as always." I simply replied, "Sister Lynch visited us last March and she stayed for two months." I added.

"She told me that before." He stated and suddenly looked at his wristwatch, "I gotta go, sis. Call me when I have free time from work. Take care always, bye!" He added and turned off our face time.

I sighed and sat down on the bed. I'm a bit nervous and scared about my brother if I told him earlier about my illness. I felt like I was betraying everyone by lying and keeping a secret from them. I'm still in the process of thinking about how I would tell them. I was scared. I felt like I was going to vomit, and I cried again all alone by myself.

My brother would not be shocked if I told him I was already pregnant because he already expected that rather than saying that I had an issue with my ovaries.

I wish I was just carrying a baby in my womb by now rather than having PCOS. This is so unfair! This is a nightmare! How I wished to wake up in reality! You're so unfair! This is not right! I wanted to have my child! I'm still hoping for a miracle! Please, hear my words! I still believe in you!

I cried again. I laid down on the bed to calm myself, but instead, I started sobbing and ranting about how life is so miserable. I felt so tired and drained from thinking about every single day, especially my time with Edge. I hope our days together won't end like this last 10000 hours with him. Because of an hour or two of crying, I fell asleep and made myself calm.

A light tapped on my shoulder to wake me up.

"Good evening, sleepyhead. Dinner is ready." Edge calmly greets who is sitting beside me.

"What time is it now?" I asked as I rubbed my eyes and yawned.

"It's already seven o'clock in the evening." He answered after looking at the wall clock.

"I overslept. Maybe 2 o'clock when I fell asleep earlier." I pouted and sat down, "I'm sorry. I didn't wake up early to cook our dinner." I added.

"It's alright, love. I returned earlier than usual. Hmm, 5 p.m. I guess. You looked so peaceful when I arrived earlier, so I didn't wake you up and prepared our dinner." He calmly explained while tapping my cheeks to wake me up.

I stretched my hands and yawned again as I suddenly threw myself at him and hugged him so tight. "I'm too lazy to walk, Edge. Can you lift me until we reach the kitchen?" I whispered.

I heard him chuckling and lifting me like a princess as we stormed out of our room. We ate peacefully. While he was washing the dishes, I was watching him from the counter table. A random question pops out in my head and I have an urge to ask it to Edge.

"Edge, can I ask something?" I calmly asked.

"Go on. What is it?" He responded.

"This is only a random question. Don't take it seriously, okay?" I stated.

He nodded as he dried his wet hands on a clean towel as he walked towards me.

"What if I was breaking up with you because I have a serious illness, then I decided not to tell you about it and lied to you to save my ass? Would you still love me and forgive me if you found out?" I nervously asked as I tried to make myself calm.

"Of course, love. I will still love you and forgive you if that's a fact. But I can't say I won't be mad at you because we've been together for almost 8 years in a relationship. Then you lied to me about the things I must know about you, especially about your health. I felt betrayed then. And I chose to stay beside you rather than to let you suffer all by yourself." He seriously answered.

I was speechless, but I casually agreed by nodding. But I keep throwing another question at him again. "Hmm... I have one more question. What if that serious illness is about pregnancy like I wasn't able to carry my child because I have a problem with my uterus? Would you still stay with me even though I can't have our children?" I tried to ask in a careful tone.

"You already asked me that before." He started, "But if that's the case, like what I answered before to your same question, I would still stay with you and we could just adopt a kid like some of our younger relatives if we wanted to raise a child." He paused.

"I always love you the way you are, love. I will always be thankful to have you and everything that you have already given me since day one." He added as he pulled me into a tight hug.

I couldn't help to fall my tears down my cheeks and hugged him back.

I love this man so much, despite our current situation.