Mackenna Evans is a champagne girl from Las Vegas who traveled to Brooklyn in a frenzy to track down her elder sister, who allegedly robbed her and stole everything, including her expensive jewelleries and the money she had saved for eight years. Bu...
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➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ MACKENNA
WAIT FOR THE CALM AFTER the storm, they say. Wait for peace to return once more.
But I haven't felt calm or at peace since a storm came through and blew me apart. Not a single day. Ever since Savanna left, almost two weeks ago, I couldn't sleep properly. I couldn't eat. I always don't have an appetite. I'm so restless and anxious all the time. It's like my mind is constantly thinking. Every. Single. Second.
I'm not sure what happened, but the fact that I'm still alive after two weeks of constant worrying is actually a miracle.
And even though it's hard to focus, I still work extremely hard to get everything in order before leaving Vegas to find my sister. And following Freya's advice and becoming a bottle girl has proven to be extremely beneficial. Financially, of course. But it's still not enough. I'm back to square one. I couldn't just earn back eight years' worth of savings in two weeks. At hindi 'yong pera at halaga ang pinanghihinayang ko, kung hindi 'yung pagod na binuhos ko para maipon lahat 'yon.
My plan to find my sister was not because of the money or the stuff that she stole from me, but because I wanted to face her and ask her how she could do this to me. What made her betray and abandon me... I want to know her reason, whatever it is. I may not accept it, but I believe it will help me move on and let go of my anchor. And to leave my sister alone.
Because it could be my fault. Maybe I've become too dependent on Savanna to the point where she wants me out of her life. Perhaps, rather than being an anchor for her, I became a burden.
Kahit masakit isipin na baka tama ang naiisip ko, gusto ko pa rin manggaling mismo sakaniya ang mga dahilan niya. Galit ako sakaniya, sobra. Sa pagnanakaw na ginawa niya, sa pang-iiwan niya sa'kin mag-isa, nakakagalit. Pero gusto ko pa rin siyang makausap nang harapan para na rin sa ikatatahimik ng utak ko.
"I'm going to miss you, babe," Freya said as she wrapped her arms around me. I've just sold her my car. Tuloy na tuloy na talaga ako sa pag-alis pero babalik pa rin ako dito. I just sold my car because I couldn't bring that with me in Brooklyn anyway. At kailangan ko rin ng dagdag pera para sa pag-stay ko sa Brooklyn dahil hindi ko alam kung ilang araw o linggo ang aabutin ko sa paghahanap sa kapatid ko. Brooklyn is huge. And it's like finding a needle in a haystack.
"Me, too," I sadly smiled at her. "Please pay me a visit in Brooklyn whenever you are free," I pleaded, my eyes welling up.
"Oh, babe, you bet I will!" Freya giggled. "Find me a man there?" She says, giving me a wink.
"What the hell happened to the guy you just told me you were seeing a few weeks ago, Miss Freya Isabel Schmidt?" tinaasan ko siya ng kilay. "And I'm going to find Savanna, not a man for you."
"Well, he's not a good kisser, so yeah..." she said, and I gasped at her confession.
"Who dumps a man merely because he isn't a good kisser?"
