The Billionaire's Wicked Scars | RBS 3

CHAPTER 22 - BEHIND

AMARA

Iniwas ko ang tingin ko sa basong hawak niya. I don't know how to react towards his kindness. Why is this making me feel guiltier?

"Thanks," mahinang sabi ko nang tuluyang tanggapin ang tubig. Nikkolai stepped back and looked away. His brows are still furrowed, reminding me that he's still mad from what happened.

"I'll prepare the dinner, you wash first," with clenched jaw, he went towards our bedroom. He'll probably use the other bathroom.

Tumungo nalang ako at uminom. Nakaramdam ako ng ginhawa sa dibdib dahil sa ligamgam ng tubig na binigay niya. Hindi ko nabigyang pansin ang panlalamig ng katawan ko dahil sa ulan. Kahit na maganda ang tela ng suit na suot namin, tumatagos parin ang lamig ng tubig, isama pa ang buga ng aircon ng kwarto.

Ako na rin ang kusang umalis sa kinatatayuan ko para dumiretso sa banyo and just like what he said... nakahanda na ang bath tub.

The bubbles were now floating. Amoy sa buong banyo ang ivory scent ng sabon na inilagay ni Nikkolai. I hissed at myself. Masyado akong nagpalamon sa nararamdaman ko. After all the things that I said, and did to him earlier, ito pa ang sinukli niya? Am I being harsh to him?

I removed my agent suit as well as my boots after finishing the glass of water. Ipinatong ko ito sa tabi ng sink at naghilamos. Hindi sinasadyang napatingin ako sa salamin. The familiar color of my mother's eye and my resemblance to my half-British father reflects from it. Hindi maikakaila na mas kamukha ako ni papa compare kay mama. I miss them... so much.

Muling bumalik sa'kin ang pakiramdam nang makita ko silang nag-aagaw buhay dahil sa tadtad ng bugbog at bala ang kanilang katawan. The way my mother looked towards my direction where she hid me from those men, and the voice of my father as he coughed is last words before the men took their lives, it is heartbreaking. No. There's no word that can describe the pain I felt as I watched them with my own eyes. With my ten years old eyes! To see such brutality slowly killed the child in me.

With grieving eyes and dying body, my father glanced at me. My horror was beyond imagination as I felt their blood on my cold feet. Mula sa pinagtataguan ko'y umabot na roon ang agos ng kanilang dugo. The numbing pain strike me to the core, to my very soul, and to my very life.

I trembled.

"G... go... to. Dan... Varo..ni." My father whispered. Those inaudible words kept on haunting my dreams and I can't decipher even a small hint from that. 

I soaked my body to the warm water and I instantly felt lighter than before. Gumaan ang pakiramdam ko sa amoy ng ivory soap at halos hindi ko na mabilang kung ilang minuto akong nagbabad dahil sa pagod at emotional stress na ngayon na lang ulit na-trigger. 

For the following days, alam kong iimbestigahan ang nangyari sa katawan ni Hillary. Kung paano sasabihin kay Edward at Charles, iyon ang hindi ko alam. They have been searching for the woman for two months, only to find out that she's dead, I can already feel their pain. I don't know how long it will take for the ORION to finally come up with the results. 

It's not impossible that the woman undergo tortures. Kung bakit nila iyon ginawa sa babae, hindi malinaw. Gilliard only knew who killed Hillary, but the reason behind it, he don't know anymore. What could Winston Morgan and Daisy Ortigue gain from killing Hillary? Bukod pa roon, may tatlo pa kaming kailangan imbestigahan. Could the others knew something too like Gilliard did? 

What could be the reason? Oh, another thing that's bugging me is... Nikkolai seems to be familiar with Winston Morgan and I think the team knows about it too. Ako lang yata ang hindi nakakaalam.