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Chapter 23
"STOP BITING your nails." Tinapik ni Jace ang daliri ni Kimberly nang magtangka na naman itong isubo ang mga kuko. Her swollen eyes lifted to him a bit bago ito nagbaba ng tingin. Umakma itong mag-aangat muli ng palad.
Ilang segundo itong parang nalito bago natagpuan ng mga malilikot na daliri ang laylayan ng suot nitong sarong. She played with the hem.
He sighed. The expression on her pale face was breaking him and yet he couldn't express it more than just staring at her and observing how she acted.
Nang mapansin niyang lilingon na naman ito sa bintana ng captain's cabin ay sandali niyang tinaggal ang isang kamay sa hawak na manibela at hinuli ang pisngi nito. He lifted her chin then directed her sight back to his face. "Eyes on me. Don't go looking around."
"J-jace, why are we in a boat?"
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‘He said I'm good at this. Really good at this. I can draw real good! I can --’ "Kim?" Sandaling nanigas ang leeg ni Kim nang marinig ang pagtawag na yon kasabay ng mga yabag sa sahig. Her shaky hand moved fast to grab on all the pens that were cluttered above the bed. Pati ang hawak na lumang notebook na nakuha niya mula sa library ni Jace ay mabilisan niyang inipit sa ilalim ng kutson. "Kim, nakita mo ba -- Are you okay?" Huminto ito sa pintuan ng kwarto nang makita siyang patayo mula sa pagkakatalungko at nagpapagpag ng mga kamay sa suot na puting t-shirt, her usual attire - his plain white Hanes. "O-oo naman." She crossed her fingers behind her and kept her smile as sweet as she could, making sure that the eye contact doesn't break. Kahit na nga atat na atat yata ang mga mata niyang bumaba sa hubad na sikmura nito, maglaro sa garter ng suot nitong board shorts at makipaglaro sa kung ano mang laman noon. Not having to see him for two days should have been peaceful for her - ma
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"JACE..." Mabagal ang naging paghakbang ni Kimberly habang papalapit sa lalaking nakaupo sa dalampasigan. Ramdam niya ang lamig na nanggagaling sa kaharap na dagat pero binalewala niya yon. She inhaled deeply before wrapping herself harder with the shawl around her shoulders. Beach nights were chilly, and the way Jace had been staying really quiet inside his library for days made it worse. Daig niya pa ang mag-isa sa lugar na iyon samantalang kasama naman niya ito. She breathed out. Maingat na tinuloy ang paglapit bago huminto ilang dipa ang layo rito. She collected herself before opening her mouth again. "Jace, can we --" "I don't want to talk." Inangat nito ang hawak na lata ng beer at hindi lumilingon na tinungga ‘yon. He puffed the cigar on his other hand then blew it out. Ni hindi man lang ito nag-abalang lumingon at nanatili lang na nakamasid sa dagat. "Bumalik ka sa loob. Malamig dito." Hindi napigil ni Kimberly ang mapataas ang kilay, not sure if she'll laugh or get anno
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Nemesis... Nanlalatang binagsak ni Jace ang sarili sa swivel oras na makarating sa kanyang library. Both of his hand found its way to cover his face. His chest felt like falling off and yet all he did was sit there and try not to make any strange sound. Ang lapit lang ni Kimberly baka marinig siya. ‘Keep calm. Stay okay. You gotta to understand...’ Mayamaya pa ay nauwi sa pagkuyom ang mga palad na nakatakip sa kanyang mga mata. He felt his eyes heating up for the hundredth time, but just like any other days, he denied himself the right to cry. ‘Stop the drama... Kasalanan mo yan. Ginawa sa sarili mo yan. Pagbayaran mo---’ "D*mn!" Hindi niya napigil ang pabalibag na ibagsak ang dalawang kamao sa kaharap na lamesa. The impact made all the things on the top of the table shook causing some of the papers to fall off his desk. Hanggang sa lumitaw yung folder na sadyang tinakpan niya ng iba pang dokumento. ‘God, out of all people... why me? His throat burned in a want to throw that ho
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IT WAS PAST midnight and yet she couldn't even bring herself to sleep. Bagkus ay natagpuan ni Kimberly ang sarili sa loob ng library na tinutulugan ni Jace. Nakaramdam siya ng kaba nang muling mapadako ang kanyang paningin sa basag na digital clock sa sahig.The library was as messy as her head. Nakakalat ang mga libro sa sahig dahil sa pagkakabuwal ng isa sa mga shelves na dati ay maayos na nakadikit sa dingding. There was a hole on his desk that was big enough to insert a knuckle in . Malakas din ang amoy ng alak sa loob ng kwarto na nagmumula sa mga bubog sa sahig.There was no need to tell, Jace must have been ballistic hours ago.Mabagal ang kilos na lumabas siya ng library. Hindi na niya binigyan ng pansin ang buksan pa ang mga ilaw sa kanyang daanan. Subconsciously, it made her realized how much she memorize every corner of his house. Their house.Nang makarating ang kanyang mabibigat na mga hakbang sa malawak na living room ay tamihik siyang umupo sa sofa.She felt emptine
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"Good morning."Dagling nabitawan ni Kimberly ang hawak na ballpen kasabay ng marahas na pagbiling sa direksyon ng pintuan. Her other hand moved on its own accord to crunch and tear the notebook page she was drawing on. Agad na tinapon niya ang lukot na papel sa sahig. 'Damn it! Did he see?' "Ano na naman ba kailangan mo?"He didn't answer fast. Nanatili lang si Jace na nakatayo sa pintuan ng kwarto. Pinasadahan nito ng tingin ang mga kalat sa sahig bago walang ekspresyon na tumingin sa kanya. He raised his brow. "That's my inventory notebook.""And so?" She tucked the notebook under her crossed legs. Making an adamant childlike expression while staring at him. "We're wedded so it's a conjugal property now, Mr Mangino.""Oh really?" Hindi nakaiwas sa kanyang pandinig ang sarkasmo nito nang patamad itong sumandal sa hamba ng pintuan. "So you are finally swallowing the idea of getting tied up to me?"She raised her middle finger as an answer and gave him a sweet smile. He just laughed a
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"Darating ka ba?""Oo.""Sigurado ka? Sinabi ko na kasi kay Dad na--""Oo nga di ba? I already said yes! Can't you understand?""Eh kasi noong huli hindi ka naman po tumupad sa pangako mo--""Because you're forcing me! Tsk! This is tiring... You know what? I don't want to meet your family. You can never change me. Let's just forget about this."Let's just forget about this...Let's just forget about ....Let's just forget........"NO!"Kimberly felt how the word roared out of her lungs just a breathe away before her body slammed the cold water.Awtomatikong nanghagip ang kanyang mga kamay sa kahit anong maaaring kapitan pero naging napakabilis ng kanyang naging pagbulusok pailalim.She fought hard to keep moving - praying to all gods, known and unknown to save her mortal soul. Her eyes shut on its own as her brain tries to make her believe that everything's just a dream... a terribly bad one.Pero hindi sinungaling ang sakit na sumigid sa kanyang ilong nang subukan niyang humagap
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MABILIS ang mga hakbang ni Jace habang tinatawid ang distansya papunta sa pribadong kwartong nasa dulo ng puti at pahabang pasilyo.The smell of different medicines coating his nostrils was so strong, he could almost see himself swimming on it. Pero wala na siyang pakialam doon.It's been three fucking days of hell. A minute more of delay is going to kill him easily."Mr. Mangino, pakipirmahan po --" he shove the papers that were blocking his way. Ni hindi niya nilingon ang gulat na ekspresyon ng nurse na nagtangkang mag-abot sa kanya ng waiver ng ospital. Kumalat sa sahig ang hawak nito ngunit hindi man lang nagbago ang ritmo ng kanyang pagkilos. Wala rito ang kanyang atensyon, at mas lalong wala naman sa ilang mga matang napalingon sa kanyang direksyon dahil sa kanyang ginawa.Nang sa wakas ay marating niya ang dulo ng pasilyo ay kagyat na napahinto ang kanyang mga paa. Kabaligtaran sa kanyang sabik na paggalaw ay naging napakahirap naman para sa kanyang iangat ang kamay para abutin
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JACE WAS AWARE that he was crossing the wrong isle. He was even conscious of how many corners he passed by before reaching the rooftop. Laying next to Kimberly sounded like a brilliant idea. Ano nga bang mas masarap gawin kaysa makatabi at mahawakan ang kamay nito? Tapos, kung sweswertihin, makatulog na rin habang yakap ito... sana. That would be a nice way to end the day and cut all the noises inside his head. But that wasn’t what he did. Bagkus, natagpuan niya ang sarili niya roon sa pinakatagong parte ng hospital, nakaupo magisa sa bench doon habang pinanonood ang langit. Kung tama ang pagkakaalala niya ganito rin ‘yong panahon noong manyari ‘yon eh. Madilim kasi makapal ang ulap. Malakas ang hangin. It was September, the season of starless sky and hard rains. He took a breath to calm himself. Taking his cigar from his pocket, he lit it and started puffing like crazy. Wala na siyang pakialam sa ‘no smoking’ sign na nakakabit sa posteng naroon. He was in pain... He needed to s
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