Hatred, despise, loath and wrath shaped me to a person who I am today. The agony, trauma, stress and homesickness are all I've been through in the past. But there's still part of me that wants to go home. I guess, I will always long for it: going home to our mansion where my dad sings me to sleep and my mom kisses me good night; and where Arissa tags me whenever I ruined her dollhouse. Those are happy memories that fortified my bad blood. And I will never be home again. The mansion feels empty now. It doesn't feels like home anymore. Matagal kong hinintay na dumating ang araw na makikita ko sila at mamamatay sa mga kamay ko. Ang pamilyang Spencer... they will root in hell! Even if they die, they will forever leave a mark on my soul. The wound that they created in me that will never be healed. The half of my soul already died together with my family. It lies beside their grave. "They're here," Catleya announced while peeping through the binoculars.
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