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Epilogue

Jumping in agonizing pain, I open my eyes. Heavy breathing, cold sweat forming.

'White? Where am I?'

I sit up, and glance at my surroundings, hospital? Why?

No! Don't tell me, I'm back?! My world, universe, I'm back!!

I'm glad but... Celebrating from all that happened, "I'm back!!"

"But..."

This happiness reminds me of that event.

'What was that?!'

I asked as my body trembles.

I'm scared. It's painful-!

My body?!

I touch it to be sure. 'It's smooth! No burns...'

When I finally concluded that I didn't die from that fire, I sigh in relief yet filled with mixed emotions and hug myself.

'what was that...?'

'Dream...? No! It's too good to call a dream. It's a nightmare!!'

The overthinking started but the trembling and fear was there, lingering from the bottom of my heart.

'My–...'

'His family didn't do anything... They let me die within Philip's body.'

'No... They are the one who killed her!'

I tremble once again. Now crying, I'm hurt. Even though they are not my family at least they should hesitate for Philip.

And thinking that I form some kind of bound with them.

Ha! What a fat lie, what a big hope for something impossible!

Of course, after all, they are not my family. Like an alien who suddenly claim to be their child.

...

Even so... If it's Philippines then...

I'll...

I feel... Sorry for Philip.

I think she already passed.

I'm alive yet she is not. No wonder I occupied her body.

Realizing the fact that someone she knew killed him– her before I came. No wonder. No wonder I sometimes get scared and nervous around some few individuals. It's not me but the body, the body that warns me, the body trying to tell me.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't notice.

Chocking with my sobbing, I cried.

Cried and cried until I don't know anymore.

Despite all this, all those, I still wonder; What happened to the real Philippine there? Did she really die like what I think? What will happened now that I'm back? Is he– she dead there for real? What will happened to her body that I left?

I never known the answer until years already passed.

Now... I'm...Back to my "normal" life, a 21st century girl.

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Night colored in black with shimmering glitters hanging, together with dancing neon lights at the night sky; are quietly watching the land below. The land where pure white snow fall, the land where winter never ends.

A shabby carriage come, one weak looking horse dragging a small carriage in its back. It stopped at the gate, and one individual stepped down.

This person shoves its hood down and an image of a female came to view. With a visible pattern in her face: blue above, red below, white triangle at the left, and yellow stars and sun within the triangle.

With papers in hand that keeps pushed by the wind, the contents visibility written in poor manner. However, the written style has no importance but the details within. With words as followed, she pushed the huge gate with no stationed guard and bravely enter.

"–Contractual Marriage–"