SHOT #6

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NEXT DAY:

"You look good, darling." My mom stated while she was putting a black pendant necklace on me.

She then combed my shoulder-length curly hair. And leave a kiss on my cheek before leaving to call dad.

I looked at the mirror for the last time. I'm wearing an off-shoulder black Maxi dress lined with a silver belt and a silver stiletto.

"Damn, Ethereal." Bigla akong napailing nang mag-flashback sa isip ko ang sinabi ni Cyat sa akin kagabi.

*Knock*Knock*

Hindi na ako nag-abalang buksan ang pinto nang paglingon ko ay pumasok muli si mommy kasunod ang aking ama na bakas sa postura ang otoridad at kapangyarihan.

"Luna. What a beautiful gem you are." My dad came near me and hugged me.

"What is it again, dad?" I asked between the hug.

"We will be going to Baguio today." Nang marinig ko ang lugar na iyon ay biglang nabuhay ang sistema ko.

"Really? Why?" Pilit kong itinago sa aking boses ang excitement.

"Well, my old friend won as a congressman. Come on. Let's go baka ma-late tayo." Biglang bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko sa kumpirmasiyon ng aking ama.

What the hell. This isn't happening. Destiny.

Hindi ko maintindihan ang nararamdaman ko. Nagsisisi ako na hindi ko nakuha ang number or any contacts ni Cyat kagabi. Shit.

"Are you okay, honey?" My mom asked as she noticed that I looked uneasy.

"Of course, mom." I smiled to assure her. My God. Sinong hindi kakabahan sa sitwasiyon ko ngayon? This is a big coincidence kung tama ang hinala ko.

I wanted to see him... now.

"We heard about your photography club, Luna. I'm expecting your knowledge about taking a good shot is better now. Give us a satisfying shot later, Anak."

Anak.

Napapikit ako sa pressure dahil sa sinabi ni dad. Plus tinawag pa niya akong anak. What the hell. Parang sasabog na ang puso ko.

After a few hours ay nakarating na kami sa isang malaking mansion katapat ang isang building.

"Don't forget your equipment, Hija. Aim for the subject. Calculate the angle. Focus." I nodded as a response to my dad.

He's always supportive when it comes to his commands. But, I never feel his support when I'm doing what I want.

I lied to Cyat when I told him that I don't have knowledge in photography. Actually, I hated shooting since this is what my dad wants me to do. Training me to shoot and shoot.

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