Chapter Twelve

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Disclaimer: The following chapter includes a scene involving the administration of a substance without consent, which may be distressing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.





FAYE

Nagising ako sa pag-alog ni Wanwan, puno ng pag-aalala ang boses n'ya. "Faye, wake up! I've been trying to wake you up for ages!"

Nahihilo akong, a sharp ache pulsating through my head. I accepted the glass of water Wanwan handed me and drank it slowly. "Thanks, Wanwan," I murmured, trying to shake off the disorientation.

Wanwan looked at me with worry. "What happened? Gusto mo bang umuwi? You don't look well."

I nodded. "I—I don't know. Ihatid mo nalang muna ako pauwi, please."




With Wanwan's help, I made my way to the car. Tahimik lang kaming dalawa sa sasakyan, the gravity of the situation weighing heavily on me.

When we arrived, I thanked Wanwan. "I'll be resting for now. Please handle everything at the company."

"Of course," Wanwan replied, her concern still evident.



Pagkapasok ko sa bahay, dumiretso ako agad sa banyo para maligo. The warm water helped ease the ache in my body and mind, but it couldn't wash away my growing anxiety. Afterward, I dressed in comfortable clothes and collapsed onto my bed, my hair still damp.

I grabbed my phone, nakita ko kaagad ang notif galing kay Yoko. Confusion turned to panic as I read the words.

Heart pounding, I quickly scrolled through Yoko's messages and found the incriminating photos that Engfa had sent

Oops! Ang larawang ito ay hindi sumusunod sa aming mga alituntunin sa nilalaman. Upang magpatuloy sa pag-publish, subukan itong alisin o mag-upload ng bago.

Heart pounding, I quickly scrolled through Yoko's messages and found the incriminating photos that Engfa had sent.

Heart pounding, I quickly scrolled through Yoko's messages and found the incriminating photos that Engfa had sent

Oops! Ang larawang ito ay hindi sumusunod sa aming mga alituntunin sa nilalaman. Upang magpatuloy sa pag-publish, subukan itong alisin o mag-upload ng bago.


My hands are shaking as I tried to call Yoko, but the phone went straight to voicemail. "No, no, no," I whispered, my fear escalating.

Agad kong tinawagan si Wanwan. After ilang rings ay sumagot agad s'ya. "Wanwan, I need you to find Yoko's address for me. Please, it's urgent."

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