THE BEGINNING

2 months after that accident happened still, Michael was nowhere to be found. That day after he told me to wait when he bought something, I saw a 5 year old boy heading to the road. There was a speeding car approaching, and instinctively I ran for the boy, I was able to save him, but in return I got hit instead. Everything happened fast.

They ran me to the hospital, they actually told me that Michael was with me the whole time, and when the doctor told him I'm dead, he left without saying a word. After that, they have no idea, where he was. I actually died, but everyone was stupefied when I got conscious, and they believe, it was a miracle, the only tribute of that accident in my life are the scars in my face, except that, I'm fine. I'm sure Michael would be overjoyed by this news, but then he's not here. That day, I promised to surprise him with a news, but I wasn't able to tell him. I'm 2 months pregnant, and he would be pleased to know that he's going to be a father. "Where could he be? Has something bad happened to him?" and before someone gave me an answer, a sudden rush from within swirled inside me, I stood and immediately, I realized the reason, I'm time travelling... again.

I found myself in a village, a familiar place where I would never forget. It's almost 3 o'clock yet the sun was still high, I looked up and found a tree which stopped the sun's rays from scorching me. I've been here before. In this very spot I saw the most heart breaking scene in my life, though unfamiliar to it, it tends to break my heart, for whatever reason, I don't know, all I'm aware of was that I felt some kind of string to it. And as I expected, I saw it, or him, but my eyes became distinct when the guy seemed to become so familiar, I tried to take a look at him with sharpness, It seemed like I knew him, then I realized why, It was Michael, I smiled, but he seemed soulful, He didn't noticed me.

I was fixated by the fact that I saw Michael, that I forgot one thing. I saw a truck and it kept on honking, but it seemed like Michael didn't heard it. No! I panicked, I ran to him and shouted his name, but he seemed to not hear me, I ran as fast as I could, then a loud screech stopped me in my tracked, it was too late, I saw Michael hit by the truck, he was thrown away, he seemed unconscious, the truck ran away, and I ran to Michael.

I took him in my arms, I was crying "Baby, hey wake up! Please! You're not fair! You told me to fulfill my promise right? I made it, I woke up! You promised me, we promised to grow old together, don't make me grow old alone please baby wake up! Please!" I cried and cried, but Michael was gone, a single tear in his cheek.

I couldn't move, nor I want to, I just wanted to embrace him, maybe for the last time, If truth be said, I wanted to die with him, but I know it wouldn't be fair, he won't like it, and my baby, I couldn't be selfish enough to deny that chance for my baby to breathe life.

Then suddenly an eddy air approached us, it was a powerful thing that lifted us, from the ground. A vortex, and I don't care where it would bring us, all I'm thinking was Michael.

The portal brought us back to the present, but then it felt to me that everything is grey and black, the day becomes somber, the night becomes forlorn.

I'm breathing, yes. But I'm dead inside. Our friends from the Philippines flew to Texas, before and after his burial, they were there to comfort and guide me, they saw my misery, and how I forget to take good care of myself, when they couldn't bear seeing me in that state, they talked to me, and they made me realize that, I still have my baby, and that Michael wouldn't want to see me in that situation, from that realization, I wept.

How could I be so selfish? I still have my angel, and I will love my baby, the way I love his father,

After 3 weeks, I decided to move in Santa Monica in Palawan to start a new life. I found a job in there and I bought a house from our savings. Though I do not know anyone there, the fact that they're very accommodating helped me in my new starting. After 5 months I delivered a baby. And when the doctor said it's a boy, I shed a tear, I remembered his father.

But when the nurse gave my baby to me, it seemed like all the pain in the world, have been banished. When the nurse asked me, what name I should give to him, a smile curved into my lips, I looked at my son "Michael for you are my angel!"

"FIN"