TW// Suicide.
“Aunty, can’t you still contact Harrison?” I asked Aunty while she was fixing her things. She was about to go to Bataan for work.
“That’s the problem, Hija. I can’t contact Bella. I don’t know what’s happening with your Brother, I sent them an email, I told her that I’ll take Harry back, but I got no response.” She explained.
I just nodded. It’s been years. And I won’t be able to see my brother for the last time.
“Aunty…”
“Yes, Hija?”
“Thank you, Aunty.” I went to her and hugged her tightly.
“I have a gift for you, Aunty.” I gave her a paper bag of Jo Malone. It was her favorite perfume.
“I don’t need this… Briana, this is too expensive.” She complained, but I can see that she’s happy.
“I just want to treat you, Aunty…”
“No—” I cut her off.
“Accept that Aunty…”
She can’t help but accept that. And inside the paper bag, there’s a letter for her.
“I love you, Aunty. You’re the best.” I gave her a smile. She also smiled at me and hugged me again.