Chapter 15

• WRIGHT AGONCILLO
• My hands were folded as I walked closer to my car. I was disgusted with myself because I could do nothing. I'm the wrong one. I'm the one to blame. I was the scared one. I couldn't bear the pain in my fist because of hitting the wall earlier, it was even more painful to see that my family was happy with that doctor. I just can't get close to them because it might get messy.
• I opened my car and quickly got in there. I gripped the steering wheel tightly. What do I need to do for my family to forgive me?