IMPOSTORA

CHAPTER 6

"YES, the plane that you and Billie were into exploded seconds after it flew," Mikhail explained to her, he was standing behind her and she was looking at his reflection in the mirror. "According to the investigation, there was a technical problem, but..."

Mihara met his dark gaze in the mirror. "You're not convinced that it was just a technical problem?"

Mikhail drew his brows together. "I don't know... Sigurod masyado lang akong nag-aalala sa inyo ni Billie kaya naiisip ko na baka—" He stopped and looked at her. "Don't you remember anything?"

Mihara's forehead knotted into a frown. If that's what happened, it just means that it's real? This is not a dream? She covered her mouth in shock. They changed her face to Amara's. And, not just her face but also her whole identity!

"Oh, my gosh..." she murmured in disbelief. "W-What's the date today?"

Mikhail looked at her worriedly. "August 17, 2023," he answered. "You've been in a coma for five weeks. The plane crash was still all over the news, with the grieving family of all the casualties."

"Comatose? Na-comatose ako ng isang buwan?" hindi makapaniwalang tanong ni Mihara at muling tiningnan ang sarili sa salamin.

Ang maganda at maamong mukha ni Amara ay hindi naman mukhang natulog ng dalawang buwan. Mihara must admit that this evil woman's face was indeed of a goddess' face. No wonder Mikhail fall for it.

"Then, how did the doctor did my face? My body—and my hair? Ang sabi mo nasunog ang buong katawan ko?" tanong niyang hinaplos pa ang buhok niya. She was disappointed that her straight black hair was now a dark brown curls.

"The plastic surgeon did a hair transplant on your scalp," Mikhail told her, glancing at her hair. "You were conscious in the hospital. Hindi mo ba naaalala?"

Mihara shook her head. "Wala akong maalala kahit konti..." she said and cupped her face. Totoong wala siyang maalala sa ngayon, pero alam na niya kung bakit siya sumakay ng eroplano. "I-I can't believe it..."

"You went into coma after all your surgery. I got worried, you know? It was Mom's idea to fix your face and body—everything right after your wounds were treated in the hospital," sabi ng lalaki at nag-iwas ng tingin sa kanya. Nababasa ni Mihara sa mga ekspresyon nito ang pag-aalala sa asawa sa kabila ng pagtataksil. "Ang sabi niya, siguradong magagalit ka kung magigising ka sa ganoong kalagayan. And it might affect your health. Kaya nang i-approve ng doctor ang procedure after checking your vital signs, pumayag na rin ako," dagdag pa nito at naglakad palapit sa kanya. "Can't you remember it, Amara? The crash? In the hospital? You were awake after the doctors treated your wounds. You even asked them where's Billie."

Ipinikit ni Mihara ang mga mata at pilit inalala ang mga nangyari pagkatapos niyang sumakay ng eroplano. She was there to follow Amara and her daughter. She was sitting beside the kid and saw Amara flirting with the two bodyguards. Then, the plane took off, and seconds later, a loud explosion happened. The passengers were screaming, children crying, flames and smoke everywhere.

Her chest tightened at the flash of horrific events, and tears started to fall from her eyes. And, now, she's Amara. Mikhail Montefort, the CEO of the Winery she was about to debunk, mistook her for his monster wife.

"W-Where's the kid? The little girl sitting beside me?" kaagad na tanong niya nang magmulat ng mga mata.

"Our child, Amara," Mikhail corrected sternly. "Billie is okay now and has fully recovered," he told her, brows furrowed. "You hugged her and used your body to protect her during the explosion. That's how you got your face damaged and so your body."

"Thank, God..." she whispered, releasing a sigh of relief. "Takot na takot siya nang mangyari ang malakas na pagsabog at magsimulang bumagsak ang eroplano. S-She kept crying until the rescue came, and that's when I lost my consciousness—"

"Shh... It's over now, Amara. You and Billie are safe now. That's what's important," Mikhail told her softly and wrapped his arms around her. "Thank you for saving our daughter. Kung 'di dahil sa 'yo, baka may nangyari nang masama kay Billie."

Awtomatikong gumanti ng yakap si Mihara kay Mikhail. She wasn't aware that she was crying and trembling until he hugged her. Nakakatakot at nakaka-trauma sa kanya sa aksidenteng iyon, pero ang mas ikinakatakot niya ay kung nasaan at kung sino siya ngayon. Paano niya masasabi kay Mikhail na hindi siya si Amara? At paano siya makakabalik sa Speedy Network at sa dati niyang buhay kung ang mukhang meron siya ay hindi sa kanya?

Mihara was sure that her colleagues were now dead worried about her. It's been freaking five weeks since the plane crash! Sigurado siyang laman pa rin ng balita ang tungkol sa aksident dahil lulan ng eroplanong iyon ang asawa ng isa sa pinakamayayamang lalaki sa bansa.

Natigilan si Mihara sa mga naiisip. 𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘱... 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘱 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥.

Maybe she can use this mistaken identity to her advantage? Ngayong nandito na siya sa bahay ni Mikhail at napapaligiran ng Montefort Family members, makakakuha na siya ng mga impormasyon at ebidensya na kailangan niya sa scandal article ng walang kahirap-hirap.

Natigilan si Mihara sa pag-iisip ng mga gagawing plano ng maramdaman niya ang matigas na kahandaan ni Mikhail na tumutusok siya tiyan niya. Alangan siyang kumalas mula sa pagkakayakap sa lalaki nang mapagtantong kanina pa pala sila magkayakap.

"I-I'm sorry..." she apologized and lowered her head in embarrassment. "H-Hindi ko napansin ang oras—"

"Why you're sorry?" Mikhail asked in a hoarse voice, Mihara could feel the warmth of his gaze at her. "It's the first time in a while that I heard you say sorry."

She bit her lip. Kailangan niyang itatak sa isip na si Amara ay isang demonyitang nagkatawang-tao. But for chrissake, she doesn't want to be rude to Mikhail. Not now that he's looking as dashing as ever. Paano ba nagagawang sungitan at lokohin ni Amara ang katulad ni Mikhail? He's handsome, rich, and gentle. Kahit ang boses nitong malalim ay parang nagdudulot ng kakaibang kiliti sa loob niya.

Mihara looked at him again but was immediately burned by his gaze. She didn't expect that Mikhail Montefort was not just handsome but dangerously gorgeous in this distance! At sa uri mga tingin nito sa kanya ngayon ay parang kakainin na siya nito ng buo.

Mihara shivered at that thought. Imagining this gorgeous man feasting on her is just too much—and heavenly. Mikhail must be excellent in bed. With his well-sculpted body and strong legs, Mihara can imagine herself now screaming in pleasure.

"If you wanted to see Billie, she's in her room," pagkadaka'y sabi ng lalaki sa kanya at tumalikod. Nang magsimula na itong maglakad papunta sa pinto ay nahigit ni Mihara ang hininga. "Your maids will be here to help you get dressed. Then, tatawagan ko ang doctor mo para sa follow up check up."

Nang hawakan na ng lalaki ang seradura ng pinto ay hindi na napigil ni Mihara ang sarili. She really wanted to stop him from leaving the room. "W-Wait, Mikhail!"

Mikhail looked back at her before he walked out the door. Magkasalubong ang mga kilay nito habang hinihintay siyang magsalita. "Do you need anything?"

𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦... Mihara wanted to say, but she resisted.

Kailangan niyang malaman at matutunan kung paano makihalubilo, makipag-usap, at umakto bilang si Amara sa mga taong nandito sa mansion para magampanan niya nang maayos ang pagiging pekeng asawa ni Mikhail Montefort.

𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘩𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘬𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬, 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘸𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘺𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘰 𝘢𝘬𝘰 𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥? Mihara badly wanted to say to Mikhail, but she bit her tongue.

"Amara, what is it?" Mikhail impatiently asked again.

Kumurap-kurap siya. "W-Wala... I'll see you later," sa halip ay sabi niya at humarap na uli sa salamin.

Nakita niya sa repleksyon ng salamin na tinitigan pa siya ni Mikhail ng ilang sandali bago ito lumabas ng kwarto at pabagsak na isara ang pinto.

Napabuntonghininga na lang si Mihara. This will be a big challenge for her. 𝘗𝘢𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘨𝘢 𝘣𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘸𝘢 𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵?

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NANG masiguro ni Mihara na nakaalis na si Mikhail ay saka siya naghanap ng mga bagay na magbibigay sa kanya ng impormasyon tungkol kay Amara at sa kung ano mang kasamaan ang ginagawa nito sa buhay. Una niyang kinalkal ang malaking vanity mirror gilid ng kama na napupuno ng mga mamahaling pabango at skincare products.

What did she expect? Amara was the wife of the most sought-after man, who's also the Philippines' Top Winery CEO. She should be the most beautiful woman to keep up with her husband's popularity.

"Well, it was easy for her to do all of this. She's rich and crazy..." she said as she opened the drawers.

No wonder Amara was the ambassador and the face of their wine brands. She remembered seeing their black label's promotional poster, Amara was posing with a wine glass in her hand, wearing a black lingerie that exposed her perfect curves...

"Shucks. Gagawin ko rin ba 'yon?" Kinilabutan si Mihara sa nasip. "No way. Never," she said sternly. "Kailangan kong makaalis dito bago pa iyon mangyari."

When she reached the fourth tiny drawer, she found it locked. "Bakit ito lang ang naka-lock?"

Binuksan niya ang iba pang drawer para hanapin ang susi, pero wala siyang nakita kahit isa. Sinimulan niyang maghanap sa bawat sulok ng kwarto, pero halos baliktarin na niya ang kama ay wala pa rin siyang nahanap sa susi.

"Closet... nasaan ang closet ng babaeng iyon?" Inilibot niya ang paningin sa kwarto. Nahinto ang paningin niya sa pintong katabi ng banyo. It must be a walk-in closet. Pero nang bubuksan niya iyon ay naka-lock din. "Fuck."

She started to look under the bed, behind the bed covers, and even checked each of the skincare tubs on the table. Still, she couldn't find a single fucking key.

Mihara raked her fingers through her hair. "Fuck, where are the keys—"

"Does your head hurt?"

Halos lumabas na ang puso niya sa ribcage nang marinig ang boses na iyon ni Mikhail. Hinid niya napansin na nakapasok na pala ito sa kwarto. Nang lingunin niya ito ay nakasuot na ito ng expensive suit lalo lamang nagpaangat sa kaguwapuhan ng lalaki. He looked like the ones she saw in magazines, but even better.

"Ah, y-yeah..." she lied and caught her head. "Medyo sumasakit ang ulo ko..."

Tumango naman ito habang mataman siyang pinagmamasdan. "Your doctor will be here later. We'll ask him about it—"

"Ah, Mikhail..." nag-aalangang putol niya sa sinasabi nito. "D-Did the doctor mention something about a head injury when I was in the hospital?" kinagat niya ang ibabang labi sa labis na kabang nararamdaman bago muling nagpatuloy. "Because... I think, I'm having a hard time remembering everything here."

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