Tagalog-English BL
- Clayton Marshal only wants to be invisible at Rio Grande University until he graduates, but it seems the faith has other plans for him.
When his name got involved with Fortune Seven, a group of wealthy and famous students in the...
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Clay
Sitting at the police station made me feel anxious. Naalala ko ang mga panahong kailangan kong ilahad sa mga pulis kung paano kami naaksidente ng mga magulang ko noon. Now, I had to do it again by giving statement against Migo.
"Sir," sabi ng pulis sa aking harapan. "Ano pong relasyon niyo kay Mr. Migo Laxamana?"
"Kaibigan," sagot ko, at hindi ako nagdalawang isip.
"Gaano na kayo katagal na magkaibigan?" tanong niyang muli.
"Actually, we became friend just recently," I said. "He's a transferee student of Rio Grande University, and we only started talking a month ago."
"Gano'n ba," sambit niya. "Did you already visit his house?"
I shook my head. "Not yet, Sir."
"We went to his house and expand our investigation. Alam mo bang puno ng litrato mo ang kanyang kwarto?"
"Po?" sambit ko. "I didn't know about that. Just like what I said, I never tried going to his house."
Tumango naman siya. "Bukod pa rito ay may mga nahanap rin kaming mga bagay sa kanyang kwarto na mukhang may koneksyon sa inyo."
Nilingon ko lamang siya at naghintay sa susunod niyang sasabihin. "May nahanap kaming kwintas sa kanyang kwarto. It's similar to the necklace that you're wearing right now."
Napayuko ako at napahawak sa aking leeg. It was the necklace that Papa gave me before he died. My head clouded with curiosity about the information I got.
"Did you know where he got the necklace?" I asked.
"Yes," he replied. "According to him, binigay raw 'yon sa kanya ng kanyang ama na si Mr. Romuald Laxamana."
My head became clouded with information that made me extremely confused. It was hard to process all the details and I struggled to make any sense of everything. Kung aksidente lang na nabangga ng ama ni Migo ang sasakyan namin noon ay nakapagtataka naman na pareho kami ng kwintas.
As far as I could remember, the necklace that my father gave me was a personalized one. I tried to sort my head to look for clarity, but I found it hard to focus with so many things going on in my head.
"Sir" tawag sa'kin ng pulis. "Ito ang kwintas na sinasabi ko sa inyo."
He raised a plastic where the necklace was placed. I took a moment to look at it, and it was really similar to my necklace. Napuno ako ng pagtataka, iniisip kung ano ang totoong koneksyon ni Migo at ng kanyang ama sa pamilya ko. It made me fall into a vicious circle.
When done with the questioning, I stepped out of the interrogation room. Sinalubong ako ni River at ng iba pa.
