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Denzel Tan Elbanbuena's POV

"Uhh so?"

"Long story."

"You said that earlier. I have time you know."

Ngayon ay kumakain kami sa cafeteria malapit sa hospital. Maayos naman ang lagay ni Callie at kumalma eto ng konti. Kumain lang din ito at agad na natulog dahil siguro sa sobrang pagod.

I'm glad to see her surviving.

"Again, fancé kayo? But how?" Trixie once again asked.

"For publicity." I laughed, "I'm that faceless underrated artist named Enzo."

It was three years ago. I always love to be famous in music, so my manager decided to contact this alt entertainment. Magkakilala lang din yung parents namin at nung owner kaya they agreed immediately.

I was immature and childish but I have dreams too. To be known. To be famous. Hindi bilang anak ng isang mayaman na businessman kung hindi isang musikero.

I tried playing on streets, going on gigs, trying out competitions but all I get is "Siya yung anak nila Mr. Elbanbuena no? Yung mayaman na business trader."

I'm sick of hearing that.

So my manager proposed an idea of getting into scandal with this celebrity named Safahara De Leon. She's not that famous but it's enough to bring light to my name. She's very private on her life. I didn't bother checking on her because all I wanted that time is to release music.

Safahara De Leon- the big news goes on for a week. Ginawa yun para sumikat ang pangalan ko. At first umayaw talaga ako dahil all I want is to be known through my music not some scandal or my family name. But my manager didn't listen dahil nagkateam up na rin sila ng manager ni Safahara. I guess it was because she's not that known yet so they did that as a marketing. I just woke up one day hearing the news. I was furious pero wala na akong magawa dahil nabalita na ito.

We were fiancé's for a week but then after that people forgot about it and so do I. Ngunit bago nangyari iyon, Callie and I talked every night. We were friends online dahil inadd ko siya first, kaso hindi lang niya nakikita ang mukha ko. I was that faceless artist back then. The social media I was using have no face of me.

"Basically, we were ex-fianceé's in the media. Yun lang."

I told Trixie everything that happened at aliw na aliw naman eto dahil sa kababawan namin.

"Ah, I was on the company last year lang eh. Di ko alam yan, plus I don't watch tv that much kaya siguro wala akong idea. I also don't have cellphone haha." She laughed.

Napatigil eto sa pagtawa at huminga ng malalim.

"Mapapatawad pa kaya niya ako?"

"I'm sure she will. Give her time, okay?" I assured her and patted her head.

"Sana nga." Lugmok na sabi neto.

"Anyway tapos ka ng bang kumain?" Tumayo ako at dinala ang disposable cup at paper plate na aking pinagkainan, "Una muna ako. I che-check ko lang si Callie." Ani ko sakaniya at tumango ito habang nilalamon ang natitira niyang dinuguan.

I'm glad that Trixie is not that famous yet because she'll surely cause a huge ruckus mula sa mga tao kung may makakakilala sa kaniya. This town here in New York does not care too much about modelling, mas sikat dito yung mga actress.

I don't know what's Safahara's resources and connection that she's able to stay lowkey and hide her private life.

But of course, the news of her getting kidnapped spread like wildfire. I haven't been able to check the social media yet pero alam kong her fans are very worried for her.

Nilagay ko sa basurahan ang aking dala-dala at bumalik sa hospital.

I was surprised when I saw that no one was inside the room of Farah.

"Miss!" Tawag ko sa nurse na nasa malapit, "Miss nasan yung pasyente dito?" Agarang tanong ko dito.

"I think I saw her taking a walk in the garden sir. She said she wanted some air."

I thanked her and began searching. Medyo malaki ang hospital na ito kaya naman nag-aala ako kay Callie. Wala itong kasamang nurse dahil inayawan niya ang offer ng doctor na palaging nag che-check up sa kaniya sabi ng nurse kanina.

Kumabog ang dibdib ko ng wala akong makita miski anino manlang niya sa garden.

Sh*t Callie asan ka? Please be safe. Please be safe.

I looked around frantically at parang may kung anong bumulong sa akin para tumingin sa itaas.

There. I saw her. Standing on the edge ofthe rooftop.

"Callie!" Sigaw ko sakaniya but I think she can't hear me. 7th floor din kasi ang hospital.

"Callie! Callie! Bumaba ka jan!" Sigaw ko ulit.

Damn it. Damn it!

Hindi ko alam ang gagawin ko. Should I ran up to her in the rooftop? Should I call the police? The doctors? Pero pano kung huli na ang lahat bago ko paman siya matulungan?

F*ck! Just run for it!

Ayun, para akong the flash kung tumakbo. I keep repeating her name on my mind.

Please be safe.

Hindi ko na ginamit ang elevator dahil madaming pasyenta na nakasakay. I used the stairs. I don't know how much time has passed when I arrived at the top kaya naman agad kong binuksan ang pintuan.

"Callie!"

She's still standing there at the edge. Still looking down.

"Callie! Get away from there! Please." Ang kaba ay hindi parin nawawala sa puso ko.

Dahan dahan ko siyang nilapitan ng bigla siyang magsalita.

"Where is that man now?"

"What?"

"Samuel.."

"H-he's on his way to France."

Lumingon siya sa akin. Kita ko ang mga luhang tumutulo mula sa kaniyang mga mata.

"And what about the other body?"

I bit my lower lip.

Yun yung katawan na sunog na nakita namin nung natagpuan namin silang dalawa. May bangkay kasi sa basement ng bahay. My brother used an old house with no neighborhood. That's the body she's talking about.

"I'm so sorry.." I said, guilt eating me up. I was his twin, why did I let this happen?

"He should've just killed me." Malamig na ani neto at tuluyan na ngang nakaharap sa akin.

"Stop saying that Callie. Nandito parin naman ako."

"Yeah, and you look like him."

I was hurt. Of course I'll look like him. I'm his twin.

"Your twin is so scary you know," Sabi neto, "Just because I saved him years ago doesn't mean he owns me."

"Saved? Saved who?" I stated confused.

"Years ago when I saw him and you getting beaten up by some street kids."

Gulat ko siyang tiningnan, "He really said that?" She didn't answered me and I just sighed.

"You didn't save him." Ani ko. Her cold expression turned into confusion.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I-it was me. That kid 19 years ago. Walang malay yung kambal ko sa likod. He was unconscious when I found him, at yung mga batang hamog pinagkakaguluhan siya. Ang akala ko binubugbog nila ang kapatid ko so I jumped in and then minutes after...Farah came. She... she saved us."