Olivia Faye Eleazar will find herself in a world of deceit and lies. As she goes deeper, she slowly loses her identity and the truth about her life. Her confusion made her an easy target of manipulation, making the people around her use her against...
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LEIRIN ANDREA PATTERSON
It has been a year since the war against the Umbral Consortium ended.
I can still remember how I wanted to open my eyes because there were a lot of things that I wanted to do. I can vividly remember how I battled myself just to wake up finally. I will never forget how I begged myself to wake up for the people I love.
I have been sleeping too long, but my body still feels tired. I wanted to open my eyes to see if I was still alive, but I did not have enough strength to do so.
I need to. I want to open my eyes. I want to see my family. I want to hold Trevor. I have been hearing his voice whispering how much he loves me. He never fails to do it. I want to hug Kuya Lance. I want to laugh with my friends. I miss Artemis despite her grumpy facade.
I want to spend time with my parents. I want to do a lot of things, so I need to open my eyes. Please, I want to be happy.
Kahit parang ayaw pa ng katawan ko ay pinilit kong ibuka ang aking mga mata. Gusto ko nang dumilat.
A sharp breath escaped my lips as I opened my eyes. Hindi nahirapang mag-adjust ang aking mga mata dahil hindi naman ganoon kaliwanag ang paligid. Isang bedside lamp lamang ang bukas at it was kind of dimmed.
Pagtingin ko sa aking gilid ay nakayuko si Trevor sa gilid ng kama at nakapikit ang kaniyang mga mata. I raised my hand to touch a few strands of his hair. I searched for his hand and held it.
Napapagod na kaya ito sa pagbabantay sa akin? Why is he the only one here? Did he ever leave my side? Hindi kaya siya kailangan ng organization? Ayos lang kaya siya? The last thing I remember about his current state was when he was shot by Lyrie's father.
It was a bit hazy, but I remember diving into his chest until everything went blank and dark. I guess my body gave up when it felt his presence, knowing I would be safe if I were on his side.
"I... love you," I said, my voice weak.
Napahagikgik na lamang ako nang maalimpungatan ito matapos kong sabihin iyon.
He blinked his eyes a few times. He even squinted to check if everything was real.
"I'm awake. Don't stare at me like that." My voice was a bit shaky, but I managed to put on a smile for him.
My recovery period wasn't that long. I was discharged after a few days of observation. Hindi ako naging okay agad emotionally. I thought I was fine following my miscarriage, but I wasn't. I was just in denial. Akala ko ay hindi ganoon kabigat, pero sa paglipas ng mga araw, unti-unti akong nilukob ng lungkot at bahagyang pagsisisi.
I have been blaming myself. Iniisip kong buhay siguro ang bata kung hindi ako mahina. Kinaya ko sanang ipagtanggol ang aking sarili kung pinagtuunan ko ng pansin ang pagsasanay kaysa pagmumukmok dahil lang hindi ko kilala ang aking sarili.
