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Penelope Viola Altera. . .

I slowly caress her embossed printed name on this smooth, silky fragrance paper. This is the only sample of our wedding invitation printed a year ago. I sighed heavily and puffed out a cloud of smoke in the air. The sky is so dark and lonely, like how my feelings drew darker each day.

I stood up mighty on the top deck of this old, creepy, and empty tall building. 

Ang tahimik na lugar na ito ay saksi sa lahat ng mga masasamang alaala sa buhay ko. This place is not for public use anymore. It has been shut for decades. Pero sa bawat lingon ko sa iilang espasyo ay pilit na bumabalik ang madilim na nakaraan ko.

I looked down below and saw Antonio coming out of his smoky vintage car. 

Like me, he's like a rag too. I put my two fingers in my mouth and whistled loudly towards him. He then saw me. Lift his chin and wave his hand up in the air. 

Naupo lang din akong pabalik sa lumang upuan ko at balik na tinanaw si Picolo sa kawalan. I whistled softly. Calling him and widened my arms. He then came, landing softly on my shoulder.

"Mia bella, Piccolo." I softly whisper and caress her head. She then cleaned her beak and brushed it on my hair. I laugh a bit.

"Il mio grande amico!" si Antonio na papalapit sa akin at ngumiti na ako. Lumipad agad sa kawalan si Picolo at lumipat nang pwesto at nasa pinakatuktok na ito ng gusali.

"Come stanno i ragazzi? How's the boys?"

"Manchi a tutti il tuo capo. We all miss you, big boss. When are we going to hit back? It's been a year, boss." He stood up beside me, and we stared at each other firmly. I smirked and shook my head. 

After the tragedy, we lay low for a reason. We became their targets. The political media and detectives are spying on us secretly. Kaya umiwas na muna kami.

"We'll soon operate, Antonio. Now that we know our real enemy. We will fight back soon, bro," titig ko sa kanya. Tumango na siya.

"Here's the document that you asked, boss. Nahirapan pa akong nakawin 'yan sa kanila."

Kinuha ko ito at bahagya na siyang natawa. Naupo agad siya sa silya at tumingalang tinanaw si Picolo sa itaas. I shook my head and open the brown folder. Then my smile widened as I read it. I balled my fist and my jaw clenches. 

After all, my suspicion was confirmed.

Antonio whistled, trying to get Piccolo on him, but my pet ignored him, so I shook my head.

"Oh, Picolo. Lo sono un amico. Vieni per favore!" dismayadong saad niya.

"Picolo smells bad blood on you, Antonio. Kaya ayaw niyang lumapit sa 'yo."

Tumayo na agad siya at nakangiting tinitigan ako. Mahina ang hakbang palapit sa akin at napayukong napailing. He shrugged his shoulder and put his hands on his pocket. My eyes darted on his stinky stain pants and I can smell blood on him.

"Sino bang tinapos mo? I didn't give you an order to kill someone, Antonio," talas na titig ko.

"Oi, boss. You know, those people trying to get in my way. I better kill them before they kill me. I don't trust them anymore," buntonghininga niya at titig sa paanan.

I went quiet and my eyes darted on his shoes. Halata kasi na hindi siya nagpalit dahil sa bakas na dugo nito.

"Did you kill someone when you get this?" Sabay pakita ko sa kanya sa dokumentong binigay niya kanina.

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