Yuri Suarez.
I'm biting my index as stare at the typed name in the search bar. Seated on the bed, legs crossed, I decided to know who I interacted with.
I don't know why his name sounds familiar. I'm sure I already heard it before—perhaps I read it somewhere. It's not solely because he came from a well-known family, there's more about him. And there's no other reason for me to dig up but to feed my curiosity.
For my peace of mind, I pressed enter. In a second, there are a hundred articles about him and his health condition.
Ulysses Ridgen Osama Suarez, the only son of Mortimer Suarez and Ayaka Kimuri is diagnosed with a heart disease.
Suarezes ask for prayers for Yuri Suarez's fast recovery.
The Suarez family is looking for a heart donor for Yuri.
This is what I meant when I said his name sounds familiar. I might've read it in the newspaper or watched the news regarding it. But still, it surprised me. All of the articles are about his heart. I was looking for one about his operation but there was none.
"Does it mean he hasn't gone to an operation yet?" My brows furrowed.
That seems impossible given that he's a high-profile person. His family can go abroad and get his transplant done. They have all the means to find a donor. Baka nga willing pa silang bumili ng tao para sa kaniya. Pero wala talaga akong makitang balita na naoperahan na ang lalaki.
"So he's sick?" My arms crossed, eyes still on the screen of my laptop. Looking at a younger picture of him, I can say that he didn't change much, but he gained muscles—which makes him look stereotypically healthy. Naalala ko rin kung paano siyang ngumiti na para bang wala ng bukas. His look and persona hide his condition well.
"You're built differently, mister businessman." My jaw clenched. "But you're a nuisance, waiting to get in my life. I need to get rid of you." Wala rin namang rason para papasukin ko siya sa buhay ko. I just asked for his sperm.
Naagaw ng malakas na katok sa pintuan ang atenisyon ko. I glanced at it and cleared my search history. "Lalabas na."
She didn't stop knocking, it annoyed me. I closed my laptop and jumped out of my bed mad. Binigla ko ang pagbukas ng pintuan para maiwan ang kamao niya sa hangin.
"Ano ba? I said I'll come out, right?"
"I'm sorry, may trust issues lang." Ingrid tilted her head like a kid. Even her height can't be compared to mine. "Lahat kasi ng sinabi mo, you failed to do."
"Bingi ka lang, ang dami mo pang sinabi." I rolled my eyes.
She glared at me, almost laid her hand on my cheek. Hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi niya tinuloy. Kaya ko naman gumanti.
"Dinner na. Everyone is already there." She probed me at my pajamas. "M-Mag-ayos ka naman bago sumunod. Nakakawala ng gana 'yang hitsura mo."
Ngumisi ako. "Wala akong pakialam kahit mamatay ka sa gutom." Malakas kong isinara ang pintuan ng kuwarto bago siya iniwanan sa harapan no'n.
Kakain na lang ay kailangan pa mag-ayos? Maganda ako kahit ano ang isuot ko.
"Nandito ka na pala, Mauve. I didn't see you come home from school." Lindsay talked to me first. She always acts like a good mother to me in front of my father.
"Himala at nagkusa kang lumabas ng lungga mo at kumain kasabay namin?" si Lucia.
Nagkusa? Kung hindi lang nila ako pinatawag kay Ingrid, wala ako rito. Umupo ako sa tabi ni Dad. As always, he's calm. Kahit nga laitin at maltratuhin na ako ng pamilya niya, chill pa rin siya.
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