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Last Trial

Before I proceed, I just want to thank Candace Beatrix (my robot friend) for letting me using her precious name! Love youuuuu! See you soon! 

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BRYSON 48 (Final Chapter)

LAST TRIAL

PRESENT TIME

FOR A FEW SECONDS after Candace's release, confusion was written all over her face. Her strength gave in, but not her mind. Ang daming pumapasok sa isip niya, at hindi niya alam ang uunahin, o ang kikilalaning una. Surely, in a snap, she knows it happened, it was her memories from the past... past months. Before the accident happened, before... before...

Napapikit si Candace. She can still feel Bryson inside of her, but her attention is out of it already. Wala na sa ginawa nila ang kahit anong atensyon. Her mind is in haywire, and being horny after sex wouldn't appease her condition right now.

What the fuck...

She breathes heavily, not because of what they did too, because every passing second, her confusion is fading as it is being replaced by recognition. Her memories are like waves, coming back to her, making sense to her, making her feel all of the forgotten emotions that she'd been suffering from ever since... when?

She can't remember. Saan nga ba nanggaling ang sakit na sa buong buhay na niyang dala-dala? Buong buhay niya nang nararamdaman? She never felt genuinely, and contently happy like what she is back then when she was a kid. Ni hindi na nga 'rin niya matandaan kung aling parte ng kabataan niya ang naging masaya siya. All of her happy memories with Bryson, Macey, Arrow, Bella, and her parents was replaced, and dominated by trauma. Alin man 'don, hindi niya alam kung kailan nagsimula. Saan. Paano.

Was it when Bryson broke up with her?

Or her parents separated once again?

Or... ever since she was a kid?

Hindi na niya alam.

"Candace..." napukaw lang ang atensyon niya nang marinig ang boses ni Bryson. He withdrew his tool inside of her, putting a safe distance between them, kissing her forehead softly. "Are you okay?"

Hindi siya sumagot. Tanging pagkuyom lang ng kamao ang nagawa niya. Hindi na siya sigurado kung anong itsura niya, at isa pa, wala siyang makita. Alam niya kung bakit, but that doesn't stop her from feeling angry, betrayed, and hurt. All of it. Kaya pala. Kaya pala pakiramdam niya, may kulang. Hindi kumpleto. Pakiramdam niya, may hindi sinasabi ang mga tao sa paligid niya. Pakiramdam niya, may sikreto ang lahat na siya lang ang hindi nakaka-alam.

It wasn't because that she's blind that's why she felt like truth is being taken away from her. It was because she feels like they're intending to do it. She may be emotionless, and she may be blind during those times, wala pa siyang maalala but she's not that dumb. She's not that stupid, and numb not to notice it. Hindi lang siya nagtatanong at hinahayaan ang mga tao sa paligid niya dahil wala siyang maalala, pero gayon pa man, nahahalata siya.

And it doesn't take for a person to be blind in the eyes not to see the truth. Bulag man o hindi, truth is truth. It's just in a person if he or she will recognize it or not. Or run away from it, or embrace it.

How could they do this to me?

Bryson, how could you?

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