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The memories of my mother dying keeps on repeating in my mind again. When she closed her eyes. When she smiled for the last time. How she accept her destiny so easily...

Fear..

Fear is starting to invade my system.

The thought of.. losing someone for the second time scares me. It makes me tremble.

I sat beside my father's bed silently. His face is full of bruises. He looks exhausted and in pain. His back is full of scars. He's injured.

Just.. just what happen to you? You look fine when I last saw you. What happen inside those days that we don't know your whereabouts?

I heaved a sighed and leaned on the chair. I was breathing heavily. I put my hand on my lap and bit my lower lip so that I could stop myself from crying.

Mamá.. wherever you are..

Please... please protect Papá.. don't make him leave me too..

I shut my eyes firmly and sighed for the second time. I stood up and kissed Papá's hands and left the private room. It is already late. I need to go home.

"Kung sana ay ginawa mo na lang ang hinihinging pabor ng Papá mo.. wala sana siya sa ospital ngayon! Stupida!" she angrily shouted. "Nang dahil sa 'yo ay pinarusahan siya ng mga Vasiliev!"

Vasiliev's?

Pinarusahan?

Huh?

Didn't I told father that I already approved about his favor? Umiyak pa nga ako no'n habang tumakbo palabas ng opisina. Hindi ba niya narinig ang sinabi ko? Hindi ba niya sinabi sa mga Vasiliev na pumapayag na ako? Now I am starting to overthink about this matter.

I wanted to correct Carmina about her welcome speech but there is something in me that is trying to stop myself from speaking the truth. I'm a student lawyer for fuck's sake but I can't even defend myself! What is happening to me?

"You are such a burden to this family!" she said before walking out.

Burden..

Am I a burden?

Am I really like that?

Pabigat lang ba talaga ako?

Oh, I wasn't aware about that. Outdated kasi ako sa balita dito sa mansyon. Sorry ha?

I sat on my bed with a heavy feeling. It just.. bothers me so much. Did my father lied to the Vasiliev's to protect me? Or not? Right... why would he lie to them to protect me? There is no reason for him to do that. He does not care about me. He doesn't care about his own daughter... But why did he got punished? For what reason?

"Good job, Miss Mercedes.. you can take your seat.."

I sat on my chair and fixed my collar. I closed my eyes tightly before opening it again and shifted on my sit. I feel tired. Exhausted. Vulnerable

The Vasiliev's...

Carmina...

Papá...

"Ah, my head hurts.." I whispered silently and let out a big sigh before grabing a ballpen from my desk.

"Ang lalim no'n, ah. You okay?"

I was startled when someone spoke beside me. I almost forgot that I had a new seatmeat which is, Guiterez. Nag-exchange sila ng upuan ng katabi ko. Ewan ko ba.

"Yes, I'm fine, Guiterez." sabi ko at nagsimula ng magtala ng importanteng detalye.

"Ang pormal mo naman. You can just say my name, you know? Hindi naman mahirap bigkasin ang pangalan ko.." sinundot niya ang pisngi ko kaya nilingon ko siya at tinaasan ng kilay. I brushed off his touch and rolled my eyes.

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