For three months, every night when I slept next to my husband, I smelled a strange, nauseating odor…

Sometimes, secrets are due to dreams that want to be made into surprises.

And that night, as Miguel and I sat side by side in front of the small school, peace came back to us.

The weird smell that once scared me…

The secret that almost destroyed our trust…

All of that led to something better.

It is a new beginning.

It’s not just for us.

But for the hundreds of Filipino children who now have the opportunity to dream.

And as Michael took my hand, I said slowly:

“Now I understand why you’re hiding everything.”

Ngumiti siya.

“Bakit?”

I looked at the school.

“And because once upon a time… “The biggest surprises in life are the dreams we make for other people.”

For the first time in a long time…

We lay down on the bed without fear.

There are no secrets.

And there is no strange smell.

There is only silence.

At pag-ibig.

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