(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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Was it a nightmare?
It wasn't real, right? Angelus can't die. He's the last person who can die. It's impossible because he's him. He can counter anything. Even death.
This has to be a nightmare.
When I open my eyes, he’ll be right there by my side, sleeping soundly, or I’ll find him watching me with that signature smile of his. He loves to take his time watching me as I sleep, and while I pretend to be unaware, I secretly cherish his gentle touches and soft kisses. He steals those moments from me as if I wouldn’t allow them when I’m fully awake. But deep down, I know I wouldn't have it any other way.
He's alive. He's beside me.
I can’t hear anything except for the constant, jarring noise of the air conditioner. My entire body feels heavy, and despite having my eyes closed, I can clearly feel the pain in my head.
Dahan-dahan kong iminulat ang mga mata ko. Nanlalabo iyon. Kinurap ko ang mga ito nang ilang beses at unti-unti itong luminaw hanggang sa maaninag ko ang pamilyar na mataas na kisame.
My brows knitted together in realization as I noticed the ceiling of my room in Papa's manor. What am I doing here?
Suminghap ako at mabilis ang naging pagbaling sa aking tabi. Matindi ang naging pagkabog ng puso ko nang wala akong makita roon. Angelus... isn't there.
"Farida..."
I moved my eyes and found Mama standing beside me. Mugto ang mga mata niyang nakatingin sa akin at namuo ang mga luha roon. Kumurap ako at mabilis na bumangon.
"Mama..." I gulped as I looked around, looking for Angelus.
This is undeniably my room. Everything aligns perfectly with my memories, exactly as it once was. Even the Lego I built at thirteen remains in its rightful spot, standing strong and pristine.
"Farida, you shouldn't move that much. Hindi maganda ang lagay mo," sa malumanay na tinig ni Mama.
Nilingon ko si Mama. She licked her lips, blinking her eyes like she's calming herself. I stared at her. I missed her so much. Hindi ko na nakita kung nag-reply ba siya sa message ko dahil naiwan ko ang telepono sa apartment namin ni Angelus.
I want to talk to her, but I have things to deal with first.
"Where's Angelus, Mama?"
Her eyes widened, and she immediately looked down. My lips parted when she didn't respond. I spotted her hands clenching and pale. I swallowed the forming lump in my throat.
Calm down... she didn't say anything. It's not what you think, Farida.
"Is he... in Baguio? Or here in Taguig, working?" I asked her again.
Mariin siyang pumikit at huminga nang malalim bago ibalik ang mga mata sa akin. I clenched my hands when tears welled up in her eyes. My body is starting to shake, too.
