Chapter VII

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[Cyrus Wendell's POV]

I am glancing on the empty chair beside me.

Absent siya today. I still don't understand bakit naging sintunado boses niya kahapon, I've heard her sing and her voice enchants me! Imposible naman sigurong recorded voice lang yun at naglilipsync lang siya.

Baka talagang kabado lang siya kahapon.

But, I've seen something in her eyes yesterday. It was glinted with fear and panic.

I'm still deep in my thoughts ng biglang nagsalita ang professor namin, the same professor yesterday.

"I have passed a report to Music Department's dean regarding with the incident yesterday involving Ms. Katie Rivera", he informed us.

What!?

"Sir, ano po yung report?", pagtatanong ko sa professor namin.

"I informed the dean of course and I requested for re-evaluation of Ms. Rivera's enrollment to this major. I suspect that Ms. Rivera faked her enrollment, ibang boses ang ini-record at ipinasa sa'tin, probably. So, class dismissed."

Nagmamadali akong sumunod sa professor namin.

"Sir, sir, may question lang po ako, ano po yung posibleng consequence kung sakaling totoo po yung suspetsa niyo?", nag-aalala kong tanong.

"We might forced her to drop this major and she can pursue another course."

"Pero Sir, I swear, I've heard her sing. Maganda po talaga yung boses niya. Baka kinabahan lang po talaga siya ng time na yun. Isang beses pa lang po naman dba?"

I don't know why am I doing this, I am just following my instinct.

"Posibleng kinabahan lang nga siya Mr. Smith, we'll see and wait for the Dean's reply."

Yun lang at nagpatuloy sa paglalakad si Mr. Aburido.

I have to do something, I am partly to be blamed.

I sighed and went to my next period.

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