Macy Bianca Cruz… a woman who has everything anyone could ever ask for. Any sane person would even kill just to be in her state. But, if Macy will be given a chance to rewrite her life story just what she is doing as an Editor-in-Chief slash part-time writer, she would gladly revise some parts of it. Don’t let yourself be deceived of what your naked eyes can see. Because just like the quotation stated “Grass is always greener on the other side of the land.” Know more of her real self and struggles in life as she unfolds it before your very eyes.

Exes' Baggage And More

Macy grabbed Marcus’ bag when her son came out of class. "Are you having fun? Don't you feel any discomfort with that left hand?” 


"Hello to you too, mommy," said Marcus. “And yes, I had quite a bit of fun. It doesn't feel like anything. At least I can last a day, right?” 


Macy refrained herself from rolling her eyes. Well, Marcus is indeed her son. Then she moved slightly to the boy's right and stretched out her hand. To this, Marcus rolled his eyes in annoyance but welcomed his mother's open left hand. 


The two then walked towards the exit of the school building. 


"Then can you survive tomorrow?" Macy asked. 


"Of course. It doesn't even hurt anymore. I don't even know why the doctor forced me to put on a sling like this." Marcus answered confidently. 


Macy lowered her head to look at her son. “Marcus…” 


"Okay … okay," said the boy. And Macy just laughed a little. "Mommy, are we going to take a taxi again?" 


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