She gripped the wheel tight as tears continued to flow down from her eyes and her gaze followed the shadow of a man whom she caught leaving Dennise's place, his smile similar to that infamous villain in a Batman movie.
She's not surprised. At all. It's as if she's really expecting to see this scenario to confirm what everybody in her family, including herself, has been warning her all about.
But still, she cried. Too much.
She's feeling the worst so far. Much worse than all the pain she felt when her mother left her and her father. And much, much worse when her father died.
Tama ang lolo niya. She was blinded with her so called love for the woman living inside that house. She was fooled by the charm and beauty of her smile. She was bewitched by her flowery words.
She should've known. She, who's been guarding her heart almost her whole life, was easily fooled by a devil woman with a face of an angel.
And she allowed herself to be fooled.
She's crying not because she was fooled by Dennise.
She's crying because she allowed herself to be vulnerable.
She's crying for her own stupidity.
For believing in love.
And getting hurt by it.
But no more.
This time, no more.
No more emotions.
And Dennise will pay for it.
She will make sure of that.
