(GRIEGO COUSINS #1)
Seven years after his mother's tragic death, Angelus Griego's father, Simon Griego, made a life-changing decision to marry a wealthy businesswoman with a troubled past and a sick child. Angelus, known for his charm, intelligence...
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He said he'd be here in my room after an hour. Mahigit isang oras na ang nakakalipas ay wala pa rin siya. He didn't go to Taguig today. He was here the whole day, working inside the study, and visited me in my room for two hours before leaving in a hurry a while ago.
I noticed he's been relentless this morning. Hindi siya mapakali at panay ang tingin sa garden sa tuwing nawawala ako sa paningin niya. It seemed like one of the gardeners did something he didn't like.
Tapos na akong maligo ay wala pa rin siya. It's almost one in the morning. I'm a bit sleepy, too at may pasok na ako bukas. Ano bang ginawa ng gagong iyon at wala pa rin? I tried calling him, but he didn't answer.
Kinuha ko ang telepono sa kama at muling nagtipa ng mensahe para sa kaniya. I'll probably just go to sleep. It's not like we're going to do anything.
Farida:
I'm going to sleep. Don't wake me up with those dirty lips, and just go to sleep too.
I was surprised when the rascal replied immediately.
Angelus:
I'm sorry. I'm here in my room, doing something important. I'll visit you and give you a good-night kiss later. Don't lock the door.
I rolled my eyes. So he's just around. Nilapag ko ang telepono at humiga na. Though I was aware of his strange nature, I couldn't help but notice that he seemed to be talking about killing a lot. I wonder if he could really do that. Witnessing his odd behaviors, I wouldn't be surprised.
Lagi kong iniisip na hindi niya iyon kayang gawin kahit na malayo siya sa pagiging normal. But spending time with him and getting to know him better helped me realize that it's not impossible for him. The fact that I don't feel anything about it is equally odd. I cherish human life. Any rational person would detest those who commit murder. There's no good reason to kill someone.
I witnessed such barbarity two years ago. Having someone killed in front of me was a nightmare. Lalo na't dalawang tao ang namatay dahil sa akin at dalawang tao rin ang nasira ang buhay. If Angelus ever happens to hurt someone because of me, what will I do?
If he kills someone because of me, what will I feel? Pinakiramdaman ko ang sarili. I imagined him killing someone in a heinous way because of me. He had blood all over his face and hands, and he was holding a gun. Picturing such horror isn't hard since I saw him once bathed in blood.
But why don't I feel anything? It seems like it's not surprising anymore. How about thinking about him touching me with the hands he used to kill someone?
