The Double-Cross

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THE DOUBLE-CROSS

THE DOUBLE-CROSS

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P R O L O G U E

He will reciprocate in the only way he knows how. And to let you know—death is in his nature.

I spun around in the dark, my gasp lodged painfully in my chest. May nakita akong anino ng isang lalaki sa 'di kalayuan. He stood near the doorframe, arms crossed. He looked like he'd been there for a long time—watching, waiting.

"I don't want to surprise you," he said coldly.

Nanghina ang aking tuhod, at nanginig ang aking mga kamay sa sandaling marinig ko ang kaniyang boses. Fear crawled through me, but I forced myself to stand still. I had to show him I wasn't afraid.

I wanted to hear his confession personally. It still hadn't sunk in that he was the person behind all this cruelty—behind every scream, every loss.

Aaminin ko na umaasa ako. Sana—sana ay hindi siya ang nasa kabila ng kasuklaman na nangyari.

But when the memories rushed back, one by one, they formed a horrifying truth.

I had been fooled by this person.

"You should've kept your curiosity door locked. Siguro, hindi ko maiisip na ipahamak ka at ang mga kaibigan mo." Malalim ang kaniyang boses, sapat upang magpanindig ng aking balahibo. "Hindi ba't ilang beses kitang binalaan? Ilang beses din kitang binigyan ng pagkakataon. You chose to ignore me—for what? Justice?"

His face remained hidden in the shadows, but I could already imagine the cruel curve of his lips as he smiled.

"You, son of a bitch," I cursed under my breath, my hands shaking uncontrollably. "Paano mo nagawa ang lahat ng 'to?" halos pabulong kong sambit.

His laughter followed—soft at first, then twisted and maddening. It cut through my thoughts. He stopped laughing. His face finally stepped into the light, his dark pupils pierced through me, as if stripping me bare.

My eyes widen. I shouldn't have been surprised, yet hope betrayed me. Now, disappointment turned into pure rage. I was furious—furious enough to want to rip him apart with my bare hands.

"You still don't get it, Ashi. Sa dami nang nangyari, wala ka pa ring naintindihan. I sure know you are slow when it comes to studying," he paused, lips smirked as he began walking toward me, slow and deliberate. "But I don't think you'd have this low chance of seeing what is obvious. I'm always impressed by how you solve my shitty little game. And so you've lost a lot of things."

Each step echoed louder than the last. His voice seeped into my head—too close, too loud, impossible to escape.

"Shut up..."

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