Mariz arrived at the penthouse five minutes before eight.  She didn’t mind the bruises on her face and arms.  Karen, Kim and Pie were on the terrace having breakfast.

               “What happened to you?”  Pie asked.

               “We had a fight last night but it’s settled now.”  Mariz answered.

               “You must be. We have so many things to do today.  Turn you phone off.  Karen commanded.

               “Yes, madam.” Mariz nodded.  She turned her phone off in front of them.

               “Sit, eat with us.  Get her a plate.”  Karen said to the maids.

               “Sit beside me, Mariz.”  Pie offered the chair.

               “Kim, the doctor will check you today.”  Karen said.

               Kim nodded.

               “I might be home late again.  I have so many meetings to attend to.”

               “Okay, Mom.”

               After breakfast, the doctor arrived with physical therapist.

               “Good morning, madam.” The doctor greeted.

               “Great timing! We are about to leave.  I want to check someone first.”  Karen said.

               “Who madam?”  Doctor asked.

               “Mariz, she has bruises.  Where is Mariz?”

               “Yes, madam.”

               “Check her first.  Mariz, listen to him, for your own good.”

               Mariz nodded.

               Mariz was heartened of what Karen did to her.  She controlled her feelings so that her tears will not fall from her eyes.

               “Are you done, Doc?”  Karen asked.

               “Yes, here is the prescription.  She must take these medicines started today.”

               “Thank you, Doc.  We will buy these right away.  Let’s go, Mariz.  After this morning meeting, you go back here to rest, okay?”

               Mariz nodded.

               “By the way, madam, I brought a physical therapist for Kim.”

               “Okay, Doc.” Karen and Mariz went to the elevator.

               “Good morning, Kim!”  The doctor greeted.

                Kim smiled.

               “I brought a physical therapist for you.”

               “Good morning Miss Kim.  You can call me Frank.”             

               Kim nodded. “This is Pie.”

               “Hello Miss Pie.  You’re beautiful.”  Frank greeted.

                “Thank you.” Pie answered.

               Kim left eyebrow raised.  She held Pie’s hand.  Pie looked at Kim and she held back tightly.

               “By the way Frank, I’m Kim’s girlfriend.”  Pie laughed.

               “Oh, taken already.  You’re lucky Miss Kim.”  Frank said.

               “Shall we start the check up?”  The doctor asked.

               “Yes, Doc.”  Kim nodded.

               The nurse took Kim to the living room.  While the doctor was checking on Kim, Kim’s eyes were on her girlfriend while Pie and Frank talking and laughing at the terrace.

               “Do you feel this, Kim?”  The doctor asked.

               Kim didn’t listen.  Her eyes were still on Pie.

               “Kim?”

               “Doc?”

               “You’re not listening.  Eyes on me, Kim.  Do you feel this?”

               “Yes, doc.”  Kim answered.  Her eyes were back on Pie again.

               “Good! How about this?”  The doctor touched at Kim’s right knee.

               “Yes.” Kim nodded.

               “Very Good! Frank!”

               “Yes doc?”

               “Come here.  Your patient is here.”

               “Yes, doc.”

               Kim’s eyebrow raised again.

               “Let’s start the session Miss Kim.”

               “Call me Kim.”

               “Okay, Kim.”

               “One thing I ask to you Frank.”

               “What is it Kim?”

               “Stay away from my girl or you will be fired.”

               “Okay, Kim.” Frank laughed.

               “Why are you laughing? Am I joking to you?”

               “No Kim.  Let’s go to the room now.”

               After the session, Kim and Pie were left in the room.  Kim was upset of what she saw at the terrace, when her girl and the physical therapist talking and Frank waved at Pie before he left.

               “Are you okay, Kim?  Frank said you did well.”

               Kim didn’t answer.

               “Someone is jealous.”

               Pie hugged Kim at the back.  “My baby is jealous.”

               “Can’t you see, Pie?  He is hitting on you!”

               “I don’t care if he is hitting on me, I have my love.  I love you, Kim”

               Kim smiled.  “I love you more.”