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Simula ng mangyari ang mga nangyari sa akin, hindi na kailanman ako natahimik. The pain, the torture I have to go through kept my days lonely and my nights sleepless. I was writhing for something to satisfy my deep yearning for sweet rebuttal.

They said revenge is not ours, it's God's but I'm just a human with frailties. I cannot for all that happened to me let this go easily. I wanted to get even and being evil is all I needed to be.

I needed to be like this.

I needed to be a wicked Mrs. Gastrell.

For all the shits I have experienced, for all the gunks I have tasted, there's only one way to pay this forward. Cholo is the way and the only way.

But... the enfeeblement in me is growing as I looked upon my husband who's staring at something in his palms. Malamlam ang mga mata nito habang nakatitig sa nakabukas nitong palad.

Nakatayo ito sa may bungad ng hagdan at nakatulala sa kamay. The look on his face reminded me of the past Cholo I loved. Those grey tantalizing eyes which soften e