Teodora. Is there something I need to know? What? Just tell them, Teddie. It’s about time. You know what they’re talking about? We’ve known it since last year, Mom. You already know about it? Remember when Ate Bobbie had plans to go to Madrid for her birthday? You told me not to go anymore Because you had to attend a teachers’ conference in Paris. I still pushed through with the trip. I saw you in a bar. I didn’t approach you because as your sister, I know you’ll be embarrassed. I don’t want you to be embarrassed especially if you’re not ready to tell us the truth just yet. What truth? Why didn’t I know about this? Stay out of this, Ate. Why? Teddie is also my sister. And I deserve to know why you’re pressuring her. We’re not pressuring her. So what’s the truth? Just tell them, Ate. Roberta! It shouldn’t come from me, Ma. Please! Roberta! It’s best to hear it straight from Teddie. We are your family, Ate. If there’s anyone who should know who you really are, it’s us. Will you just lie to us for the rest of your life? Do you think it’s that easy, Bobbie? That’s why you should tell us already! Fine! I’ll tell the truth! Mom, Mom, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Mom. When the crisis hit Spain, I was one of the teachers who got laid off because they said I’m not good enough. I also lied about my Master’s Degree. I wasn’t granted with a scholarship. Ever since I got laid off from the school, I started working two jobs so I could send you some money. I’m a waitress at the bar where Bobbie saw me. And I’m also a housemaid. That’s where I met Frodo. The truth is, I just borrowed some money from him so I could fly back home. I’m sorry, Mom. Sorry. I’m sorry, Mom. I’m sorry. Sorry, Mom. Did you honestly think that I wouldn’t understand you? It’s not like that, Mom. I know that whatever happens to me, you’ll still love and accept me. I just can’t stop blaming myself for what happened. I cannot fully accept that I’ve become a failure. I can’t accept that I wasn’t able to achieve all the things you dreamed for me. I can’t accept that I’m a loser compared to all of them. I can’t accept that no matter how hard I work, I wouldn’t be as good as Bobbie. Me? Yes, Bobbie. You. Out of all of us, you were always the best. No matter how much I try to do better, I couldn’t get on your level. You’re always the best in everything, right? You’re the prettiest. You’re the smartest. You’re everything I’m not. You’re my sister and I love you, but… I can’t help but be jealous of you. I’ve been jealous of you since we were kids. Why are you so angry? I don’t understand… is it my fault? Because honestly, I’m the one who’s jealous of all of you. You all have something I was I had. How I wish I have Gabbie’s maternal instinct. I wish I had your charm and innocence, CJ. How I wish I had been adventurous like Alex. And I wish I had your sense of humor, Teddie, because it makes me laugh so hard. Even mom adores your humor as much as I do. That’s probably why all her attention’s on you. Are you saying that I’m unfair? No, Mom. I’m saying that you have your favorites. That’s not true. Mom, Remember when I was in grade school? I graduated valedictorian and I brought home a lot of medals while Teddie only had one. But she’s still the one you noticed and complimented. And remember that one time, When I got home really hungry, And you got angry because I ate the food that you saved for Teddie? And also that one time when you went shopping in Divisoria and bought us pants? You told me not to get one because Teddie hadn’t picked hers yet. You told me that she’s the eldest that’s why she gets the first pick. I’m sorry. I didn’t know you felt that way. It’s okay, Mom. It’s okay. I understand. I’ve learned to accept it. I’ve learned to accept your love for Teddie and CJ. I’ve long accepted that they are your favorites. I also know that Dad’s favorites were Alex and Gabbie. And that’s okay. That’s okay. What’s important is, You took care of me. You gave me food to eat, You sent me to school, you gave me clothes, and you loved me. You loved me, and that’s good enough for me. Because growing up, Alex was always there. I was her favorite. But that was back then. Because… Ever since I got back from the US, All I heard from you was how arrogant and ill-mannered I am. I’m sorry if my personality comes off as too aggressive. I’m really sorry if my tough exterior is too hard for you to handle. I’m sorry. That’s not true. No CJ, it’s okay. Maybe, I’m really the one to blame. Maybe I’m the one to blame because I chose to be like this – I had to be like this. Especially when I chose to work abroad. I think you’re right, Alex. Maybe I’m too ambitious. Maybe all I care about is my career. But you know what, Alex? I didn’t do it for myself. I had to go there for us. For our family’s future. I had to do that because our debts were piling up from Dad’s hospital bills. Mom also got hospitalized, and someone had to pay for CJ’s college tuition. I had no choice because Gabbie’s salary can’t sustain all of us and Teddie needs money so she can go to Spain. Alex didn’t have a permanent job that time and I didn’t want her to stop pursuing film Because you told me it’s what makes your heart happy, It’s what you’re good at, and it’s what will make Mom proud. As much as I wanted to go home, I wasn’t used to life there And it was so lonely And because I miss all of you, I didn’t because I had to be strong. I didn’t give up because I needed to. But just because I look tough doesn’t mean I don’t get hurt. It doesn’t mean that I don’t feel pain. I get hurt just like everyone else. I’m sorry, Bobbie. I didn’t know you felt that way. I’m sorry if it sounded too harsh, Mom. I’m sorry. I thought I was being fair. Because in my heart, I loved you all the same way. The reason why my attention’s always focused on Teddie and CJ, Is because among all of you, they’re the weakest. They were always frail and sickly, So they needed my extra attention. But you three, You have always been independent, And strong, And brave. My dear daughter, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. Sorry. It’s okay, Mom. Sorry. I’m sorry. I want you to know that I’m so grateful for everything you’ve done for us. Thank you, Mom. Thank you. Thank you too, Teddie. I’m really grateful for you. I know how much you’ve sacrificed for us. And I want you to know that, I will love you for who you really are. Always remember that. I’m sorry, Mom. I’m sorry, Bobbie. You’re not a loser, okay? Okay? Okay? If I had my faults as your Mom, I’m sorry. Sorry. I should be the one who should apologize, Ma. I had a lot of shortcomings as a daughter. I am the black sheep of this family. Even though I’m too reckless, I only did that because I want you to be proud of me. I know. I’m really trying my best to live a life you’ll be proud of. I know that, Alex. I know. I know. Sorry, Mom. I’m not perfect, But I am your mother. And I will always love you in the best way I know how. I love you, Mommy.