Richard's POV
Respondent: Franz
I stared at the name. I looked for the other written initials. It's different from others, this one has a name written instead of initials.
Questions:
1. Kung mamamatay ka, anong dahilan at bakit?
Respondent's Answer:
If I'll die, I think I may be committing suicide. It's less drama, you know. And, it'll be a silent death. Still, it will hurt me, but I kinda like pains in my body.
2. Pwede ka bang magbahagi ng isang sekretong hindi mo pa nasasabi sa iba?
Respondent's Answer:
I learned that I have a twin sister. I ran away from my father. I stole my father's money and fly here. He's a fucking mental, not me.
3. Anong opinyon o masasabi mo sa climate change?
Respondent's Answer:
This is not the time to ask that. I don't care about that.
Conclusion:
I'm rolling my eyes when she answered my research. She asked for a big favor, I only wanted this in return. I'm going to grant her favor; I know my family and friends will be furious and hurt. But she's my twin, I have to.Cold rush into my fucking bones. I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes. Freya has a twin sister, had a twin sister. She's the one who committed suicide five years ago.
"Fuck!" I growled with anger not minding the passengers were looking at me with curiosity.
My heart hurt for Freya. I want to know what really happened. I wanted to know why she agreed to this bullshit. Clearly, this twin sister of her was sick and crazy! She had put Freya in danger. She doesn't know that her sister was now dead. She's been lied to.
She's been hiding hoping that her sister will come back for her. I'm fucking furious. I need to know where she is now. She's been hiding for almost five years! What a stupid girl!
I wanted to knock some head. My anger was very evident when a flight attendant walked nearer to me. I eyed her with daggers. I'm not in the mood to talk. I might do something more stupid. I tightened my jaw as I watched the flight attendant went back to her position.
I let out an exasperated sigh. Kanino ko ito sasabihin? Sa pamilya ni Freya? No, I need to find this out on my own. How about Paul? Damn it, how could I tell this to that man? He's still mad at me. He will never accept this. He would never believe Freya's alive.
Bumigat ang dibdib ko. If only I could find Freya. Where in the world was she? I should hire an investigator. No, Paul would probably pry again, and he might find out about this. He shouldn't. He'll be distraught.
I didn't know my body was trembling. Possibilities and questions constantly flooded my head. What will I do? Do I have to look for Freya? Fuck, I should find her. I don't know if she's safe right now. She's might be in danger, damn it!
I shook my head in disbelief. I couldn't believe she's still alive. Should I check the body on that buried coffin? I need to if this is true.
I was looking outside the window, with panic, I thought what to do next. I'm still holding Freya's notebook. I shrieked in surprise when someone touched my shoulder. Wide-eyed, I looked at my secretary standing in front of me.
"Sir, we have arrived at our destination. Can I help you with your things?"
My jaw tightened. For that whole fifteen hours, I've been busy thinking and worrying about Freya.
I nodded and stood up. My body was light, and I felt my head throbbing in pain. I made my way to the passengers exiting the plane. Hindi ko manlang napakinggan ang announcement dahil sa punong-puno ako nang iniisip.
We moved our way to the airport and find a taxi to take us to Éxito Agency. Being in this country made me feel that I'm wasting my time when I should have been looking for Freya. I'll be needing some help from an investigator to help me find her immediately. I couldn't let another day pass by not knowing she's out there alone and in danger.
My secretary hailed a taxi when we finally walked outside. He opened the door for me. It's three in the afternoon when I checked my watch. I tapped my fingers.
I was quietly looking outside the window. I'm torn between telling the whole truth to Paul. He needs to find out that his girlfriend's still alive. More so, help me to find her. Maybe not now. I just needed to calm down and think properly.
Tahimik ang naging byahe patungo sa kompanya na dapat ay makakakontra ko. I was no longer interested in their offer. I'm aching to find Freya.
Thirty minutes had passed when I got to Éxito Agency. The building was well-structured and well-maintained. The door opened. I nodded at my secretary and walked my way to the building.
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I shook hands with the vice-president of Éxito Agency.
"Let's have a tour shall we, Mr. Agoncillo?"
"Certainly, Sir Velez."
We left his office after he introduced Exito. His secretary was walking beside us, as well as my secretary.
I have a deep sense of regret knowing my company would have benefited if I had a contract with Exito.
"We have our excellent and expert scouts. We are very keen on developing and branding new faces in our company. We are committed to original content for our prestigious brand partners."
I nodded, satisfied. We've been here for almost an hour. We were walking in the corridors and the offices.
I kept my eyes on the various pictures on the wall. The women have different faces and look. I also think that these women have different races, apart from Spaniards.
"Honestly, we are still looking for new faces again."
I nodded and followed him from the other side of the wall.
Potential models were also lined up. I was in awe.
"In La Cabrera, our expert scout found a beautiful woman in Parroquia de la Inmaculada Concepcion, she's not Spaniard. I couldn't disagree but she has a distinct beauty. She's really hard to find, she must be in hiding."
My jaw dropped as I walked nearer. My eyes were wide open, looking at the woman Mr. Velez mentioned. Her face is small, thin lips, high cheekbones, and familiar eyes. I'm looking at the photo of Freya.
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