This chapter is dedicated our golden boy Carlos Yulo for winning back to back gold in Paris 2024
#MabuhayAngAtletangPilipinoThe echoes of silverware and plates humming to each other became a heavy tension that dragged our ears completely beyond repair—that if you would just ask me, I would rather choose to leave than take a seat in this so-called "family."
Even more so to witness how her demeaning and insolent mouth couldn't handle the animosity of the atmosphere.
"Congratulations, Eva, at last naka-graduate ka na rin. Biruin mo yun after all those years. Your hard work paid off." Her tone was oppressive and full of disdain.
"Pero sayang," Auntie Melissa continued, her scrutinizing eyes hinting at mockery. "If you just didn't waste your teenage life, edi sana matagal ka nang may bachelor's. But you chose to spend it along with garbage people."
I lazily bore my eyes on her. The dining table felt like an immense gas that would suffocate us the moment we sat and slowly brought us to insufferable suffering the longer we stayed.
Napansin niya siguro ang tingin ko when she purposely covered her lips, tila ba may nasabi siyang hindi dapat sabihin. "How insensitive of me, I'm sorry. Of course, we shouldn't dwell on the past."
At tulad ng nakasanayan, my sister beside me chose to spend her time in silence rather than giving Auntie Melissa the attention she craved. Mom didn't even spare a glance in this situation and just continued feeding Papa, who's sitting in a wheelchair, paralyzed.
"Alam mo, Yen...."
I stopped my hand mid-air before I could even taste the food. Nahawakan ko ng mahigpit ang kutsara. Sa oras na alam niyang hindi siya pagtutuunan ng pansin, she would go directly attacking me. If a snake could have a name, I doubt it isn't Melissa.
"I really commend you. Imagine, you're still one year away from entering college, yet you're already ahead of your time. I'm confident na hindi ka mapapariwara katulad ng iba. Isa pa, hindi naman dumadaloy sa dugo mo ang disappointment dahil hindi ka naman anak ng kapatid ko. So it would be fine." Inabot niya ang kaliwang kamay ko, and looked at me with an exaggerated dramatic expression.
If I hadn't grown used to her attitude, I would still think that she's complimenting me. But I know her. Each word her tongue dropped was dripping with malice. She's too arrogant to praise someone genuinely.
I plastered a forced smile. "My achievements are not for competition, Auntie. And blood isn't always thicker than water. I have full autonomy over my fate and decisions in life, not because of someone's blood, but because I decide for it."
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