Endless Grief
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(April's Pov)
"Sino kaba talaga?" aniya sa babaeng kamukhang kamukha niya.
"Ako ay Ikaw!" anang babae sabay ngisi.
"Kinuha mo na ang buhay na dapat ay akin! Tumigil kana!" aniya na tila maiiyak na.
"Kulang pa yan!" anang babae sabay tawa ng malakas.
Ano ang dapat malaman ni April?
Sino ang babaeng umangkin sa buhay niya?
Masisira ba ang masaya at buo niyang pamilya?
Tunghayan natin kung paano sila sisirain ng. . . . .
Pagmamahalan
Kasinungalingan
Pagtratraydor
at Paghihiganti.
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