A Mad Woman, Allison.

EPILOGUE

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Ryan stared at nothingness when Allison turned her back at him. He was out of hope as he viewed her as his hope. The courage that keeps him going. The light in his life. But right now, she was the one who put him in jail. He almost raped her and even if he dies, his guilt will still haunt him in hell; that's where he thought he belongs. What he did was unforgivable and he honestly understands Allison if she never forgives him for that.

She was right. He became a different person. A monster that she hates the most. He has become just like his father. Nobody knows the Ryan he is now, even himself.

Until one day, someone approaches his prison cell. “Parehong-pareho na kayo ng tatay mo. Anak ka nga talaga ng Javier.” Ryan appears to be confused. “Alam mo bang ang tagal kong hinintay 'to, Ryan?” Even now that the guy knows his name. He remained silent. “History repeats itself nga naman. Ang kaibahan lang, 'yong babae mo na mismo ang nagpakulong sa 'yo. Akala mo siguro gagawin niya rin ang ginawa ng nanay mo sa tatay mo. Kung hindi ba naman kasi uto-uto 'yang nanay mo, ako sana ang kikilalanin mong tatay at hindi 'yang gagong iyon.”

“Tatay kita?” takang-tanong ni Ryan.

The guy chuckled. “Hindi. Siya talaga ang tatay mo. Bago pa sila magsama sa iisang bubong, naghiwalay na sila noon pa. Nabuntis lang talaga 'yang nanay mo ni Javier. Ako sana ang kasama niya. Hindi sana kayo mapapariwara.”

Ryan was still confused. “Ano'ng ibig mong sabihin?”

“Gumagamit na ng droga 'yang magaling mong ama noon pa, Ryan. Most wanted sa school kasi basagulero't adik. Ewan ko nga kung anong nakita ng nanay mo riyan at pinakasalan. 'Di hamak namang mas mabibigyan ko siya ng magandang buhay — kayo.” There was bitterness in the man's voice. “Bilang na lang ang araw mo lalo't nandito ka sa kulungan, bata. Maraming may galit sa 'yo kasi kinana mo 'yong mga girlfriend at anak nilang babae. Hindi mo pupwedeng idahilan lang na gwapo ka sa kamatayan. Walang pinipiling mukha 'yon. Kung tatama sa 'yo, tatama sa 'yo. Isa nang minamanmanan ka ngayon ay 'yong may-ari ng ka-partner mong clothing brand. Kaya mag-iingat ka, Ryan.” He gave a warning. “Sa ngayon, ang tanging magagawa ko lang ay bantayang maigi ang selda mo. Pulis lang ako, hindi ako superhero. Ibabalita kita palagi sa mama mo, nag-aalala 'yon parati sa 'yo. Anak ka pa rin niya kahit patapon na ang buhay mo ngayon.”

Atty. Allison Monroe, on the other side of the road, decides to visit her aunt's hometown in Germany. She missed it there. The air of it is what she needs to freshen her. She didn't want to stay in the Philippines for a while as it only reminded her of all those horrible things that happened to her. All the trauma it painted on her mind, all the hardships she had to endure to survive.

As she stepped inside the plane she booked a flight, all she was thinking about was freeing herself from her past. She wants to finally live her life as a woman. She continued studying fashion design and started her own fashion brand. Far from her lawyer duties... not even close. In there, she felt like she was healing her inner child. She once wanted to be a fashion designer during her seventh grade. At some point in her life, she really felt like she could dream of becoming a designer someday.

She met the owner of her first modelling agency. She was really proud of what Allison had become. The owner knew the woman she is have the potential to enter the fashion industry.

Allison Monroe became popular around Germany and other European countries like France. Aside from having a well-known fashion brand, she was also known for being a model and ambassador for other luxury brands. Her name was all over Europe news and media. She was often addressed as the modern-world reincarnation of Marilyn Monroe. They told her she even embodied Marilyn's walk without her noticing. She had the perfect reputation during her stay in Germany. People adored her beauty and radiance. She was living her dream when she was a child — to be known for her fashion sense and style.