HARGA MELEPASKAN
Ia mengajukan gugatan cerai dan berharap perempuan itu akan memperjuangkannya.
Perempuan itu menandatangani surat cerai pada hari yang sama, dan merasakan sesuatu yang belum siap ia akui, bahkan pada dirinya sendiri.
Lega.
Selene Whitmore menghabiskan empat tahun menghilang di dalam pernikahannya dengan pria yang tak pernah benar-benar melihatnya. Ketika Dominic Hartley akhirnya mengajukan gugatan cerai, Selene tidak menangis, tidak menelepon, tidak memohon. Ia menandatangani surat itu, mengambil kembali nama aslinya, dan mulai membangun hidup yang sepenuhnya menjadi miliknya.
Keheninganlah yang justru menghancurkan Dominic.
Dominic mulai muncul kembali dalam hidupnya. Bukan dengan pengacara. Bukan dengan permintaan maaf yang dibalut alasan. Namun dengan kebenaran, satu kalimat menyakitkan demi satu kalimat, tentang masa kecil yang dibangun di atas kasih sayang bersyarat, dan pernikahan yang dihancurkan karena mengira kendali sama dengan cinta.
Selene tidak tertarik untuk direbut kembali oleh pria yang baru belajar merasakan sesuatu setelah empat tahun terlambat. Ia memiliki karir yang dibangunnya sendiri, keluarga pilihan yang tak pernah membuatnya merasa kecil, dan kedamaian yang tidak ingin ia tukar demi kesempatan kedua yang bisa saja kembali menyakitinya.
Namun Dominic bukan satu-satunya yang kini mengawasinya.
Sebuah rahasia keluarga yang tersembunyi. Seorang sepupu yang tak pernah ia ketahui keberadaannya. Seorang rival dengan dendam lama dan rencana berbahaya. Dan seseorang yang telah mengawasi Selene dari bayang-bayang, lebih lama daripada yang disadari siapa pun.
Harga dari meninggalkan hampir menghancurkannya. Harga dari bertahan mungkin akan menghancurkan mereka berdua.
Sebagian kisah cinta berakhir karena tidak pernah cukup kuat untuk bertahan. Kisah ini masih mencari tahu, seberapa kuat ia sanggup untuk tumbuh menjadi sesuatu yang baru.
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Chapter: Bab 18: Buku ItuKopiku sudah dingin saat aku sedang membaca pesan Fletcher.Aku tidak menyadarinya sampai aku mengangkat cangkirnya dan suhunya terasa salah di bibirku dan aku meletakkannya kembali dan membaca pesan itu lagi."Sekarang dia punya buku-buku di meja kopi. Berbeda setiap minggu. Aku juga tidak tahu harus menganggapnya apa."Aku meletakkan ponsel menghadap bawah di meja dapur.Mengambilnya kembali.Pour-over pagi ini memakan waktu dua belas menit. Aku berdiri di atasnya dan mengawasinya sepanjang waktu, cara yang biasa aku lakukan ketika aku butuh sesuatu yang tepat. Sekarang sudah dingin dan aku belum meminum setengahnya dan ibu jariku menekan bagian belakang casing ponselku cukup keras untuk meninggalkan bekas.Aku memasukkan ponsel ke dalam tas dan berangkat kerja.Di subway aku berdiri dengan satu tangan di besi pegangan atas dan memikirkan meja kopi Dominic. Lacquer hitam. Selalu bersih. Dia punya pendirian soal permukaan yang bersih yang pernah dia nyatakan sekali, di awal pernikaha
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Chapter: Bab 17: Nicholas Setelah Jam KerjaSemua orang pulang pukul delapan lewat lima belas.Petra duluan, jaketnya sudah dikancingkan sebelum dia berdiri. Ro dengan headphone melingkar di lehernya dan setengah percakapan berlangsung di ponselnya sebelum dia keluar pintu. Dax terakhir, satu anggukan ke arahku, tidak perlu apa-apa lagi.Lalu tinggal aku dan Nicolas dan slide sebelas.Deck itu sudah kuat sepanjang minggu. Tujuh belas slide yang bergerak seperti satu argumen tunggal, masing-masing membuka jalan untuk yang berikutnya. Tapi slide sebelas selalu menghentikan momentum itu, dan semua orang merasakannya dan tidak ada yang memperbaikinya karena masalahnya adalah jenis yang tidak bisa ditunjuk langsung. Semua yang ada di slide itu benar. Rasanya saja yang salah.Nicolas berdiri di depan layar dengan wadah mi dingin, garpu di tangan, menatapnya.Aku duduk di ujung meja bersama sambil melihat slide yang sama.Gedung di sekitar kami sudah sepi seperti gedung-gedung biasanya sepi setelah jam delapan, dengungan aktivitas ora
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Chapter: Bab 16: Makan siang bersama FletcherBab 16: Makan siang bersama Fletcher Tempat itu memakai taplak meja putih dan tanpa musik. Itu hal pertama yang kuperhatikan. Tidak ada suara latar yang diputar untuk mengisi keheningan, tidak ada daftar putar yang dikurasi dengan cermat, hanya suara ruangan itu sendiri. Peralatan makan. Suara-suara pelan. Ritme khas tempat yang sudah penuh setiap makan siang selama tiga puluh tahun dan tidak perlu lagi berusaha. Fletcher sudah duduk ketika aku masuk. Dia mendorong kursinya ke belakang dan berdiri, dan gerakan itu begitu naluriah, begitu tanpa dibuat-buat, hingga sesuatu di dadaku bergeser bahkan sebelum aku sampai ke meja. Aku duduk di seberangnya. Roti sudah tersedia. Dia mendorong keranjangnya ke arahku tanpa bertanya dan aku mengambil sepotong karena memang aku ingin, dan karena Selene yang dulu akan menunggu untuk melihat apakah dia mengambil dulu. Kami memesan tanpa banyak basa-basi. Dia memberi tahu pelayan bahwa dia akan pesan yang biasa dan pelayan itu tidak mencatat apa
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Chapter: Bab 15: FinalisasiJanji temu itu pukul sepuluh pagi hari Rabu.Aku memakai pakaian yang sama seperti untuk pertemuan biasa lainnya. Celana panjang gelap, kemeja putih, sepatu flat bagus yang tidak menyakiti kakiku. Aku minum kopi di rumah dulu, berdiri di meja dapur, dan aku tidak terlalu memikirkan apa sebenarnya pagi itu. Aku sudah belajar bahwa memikirkan sesuatu terlalu keras sebelum waktunya hanya membuang energi emosional untuk versi kejadian yang belum terjadi. Lebih baik datang saja dan biarkan menjadi apa adanya.Pengacaraku, Tobias, menemuiku di lobi gedungnya pukul sembilan lewat lima puluh. Dia perempuan kecil di akhir usia lima puluhan dengan postur sangat tegak dan ketenangan khas orang yang sudah tiga puluh tahun berada di ruangan-ruangan tempat ketenangan adalah satu-satunya mata uang yang berarti. Dia menjabat tanganku, bertanya apakah aku sudah makan, dan ketika kujawab sudah, dia mengangguk seperti sedang mencoret sesuatu dari daftar."Ini akan selesai kurang dari dua puluh menit," k
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Chapter: Bab 14: Fletcher MeneleponPanggilan itu datang pada suatu pagi Minggu ketika aku masih memakai piyama.Aku sedang duduk di lantai dapur dengan punggung bersandar ke lemari, yang sudah menjadi, tanpa perencanaan apa pun, tempat favoritku untuk tiga puluh menit pertama pagi akhir pekan. Lantai itu sejuk melalui bahan katun tipis celana piyamaku. Kopiku ada di counter di atasku, masih terlalu panas untuk diminum. Buku catatanku terbuka di pangkuanku dan aku sedang mengerjakan masalah dengan dokumen suara merek Hargrove yang terasa salah sepanjang minggu, menulis dan mencoret dan menulis lagi.Ponselku berdering di sampingku di lantai.Aku menatap layarnya. Fletcher Hartley.Bukan Dominic. Bukan Priya. Bukan nomor Hartley Industries yang bisa kuputuskan sebagai profesional dan karena itu bisa kutangani. Fletcher sendiri, ponsel pribadi, pukul sembilan lewat empat belas menit pada suatu pagi Minggu.Aku mengangkatnya karena aku tidak pernah, dalam empat tahun, bisa memperlakukan Fletcher Hartley sebagai apa pun sel
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Chapter: Bab 13: Sesuatu yang Benar dari DaxAku membalas pesan Dominic keesokan paginya.Empat kata sebagai balasan, sama seperti empat katanya. “Aku baik-baik saja. Terima kasih.” Aku mengirimnya sebelum aku membuat kopiku, yang berarti aku mengirimnya sebelum aku sepenuhnya terbangun dan karena itu sebelum bagian otakku yang meragukan segala hal mulai bekerja. Ia tidak langsung membalas. Aku membalikkan ponselku dan membuat kopi dan meyakinkan diriku bahwa aku senang ia tidak langsung membalas.Ia membalas empat puluh menit kemudian dengan dua kata: “Bagus. Semangat kerja.”Aku berdiri di dapurku dan membacanya dua kali dan merasakan sesuatu yang hampir seperti dilihat, yang merupakan hal yang tidak nyaman untuk dirasakan tentang seorang pria yang seharusnya sudah selesai bagiku, lalu aku menyelesaikan kopiku dan berpakaian dan berangkat kerja.Proyek Hargrove sudah berada di fase produksi sekarang, yang berarti keputusan kreatif besar sudah dibuat dan pekerjaannya sudah beralih ke kerja keras yang detail, teliti, dan sangat
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THE PRICE OF LETTING GO
I signed the divorce papers on a Tuesday.
No tears.
No phone calls.
No begging.
I just picked up the pen, signed my name, and let Dominic Hartley go.
For four years, I tried to be everything a good wife should be.
I put my career on hold.
I pushed my dreams aside.
I made myself smaller so he could feel bigger.
And somehow, it still wasn’t enough.
He looked through me like I wasn’t really there.
I loved him quietly while he built his empire, not realizing he was slowly tearing mine down.
When he filed for divorce, I think he expected me to fall apart.
I didn’t.
I started over.
A new apartment.
A new job.
A version of myself I hadn’t seen in a long time.
And for the first time in years, I felt like me again.
While he stayed in his perfect penthouse, surrounded by everything money could buy and nothing that felt real, I was finally learning how to be happy.
That’s when he noticed me.
Of course.
Too late.
Now Dominic Hartley, the man who never had to chase anything, is chasing me.
Calling.
Showing up.
Saying all the things I used to beg to hear.
But I’m not that woman anymore.
And I’ve learned what he hasn’t. Love isn’t enough to go back to something that broke you.
He wants another chance.
I just don’t know if he’s really changed… or if I’m the one thing he can’t get back.
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Chapter: Chapter 148: Ordinary TuesdaySix months later, I still watered the plant on purpose, not when I remembered.It sat on the windowsill of the apartment we had found together, a real one this time, neither his old penthouse nor my West Village walk-up, a sunny two bedroom in Brooklyn that neither of us had ever stood in as anyone else’s version of ourselves. The leaves had gone glossy and full, proof of something we’d actually managed to keep alive between the two of us.“You’re doing the thing again,” Dominic said from the kitchen, not looking up from the eggs he was ruining with total confidence, sleeves rolled, one sock somehow already missing.“What thing.”“Standing very still and looking pleased with yourself for no visible reason.”“I’m allowed to be pleased,” I said. “It’s a Tuesday. Nothing bad is happening. That’s still new enough to notice.”He crossed the kitchen and kissed the top of my head, distracted, easy, the kind of small affection that used to feel impossible to imagine and now barely registered
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Chapter: Chapter 147: Full CircleSix weeks in Singapore passed the way real time passes when you stop watching the clock for it.The Hargrove properties opened two weeks ahead of schedule, both of them, the local team throwing a small celebration on-site that ended with the head contractor, a stern woman named Mei who had tested me relentlessly for the first month, pulling me into a hug and telling me I’d earned the right to come back anytime I wanted, project or not.Dominic visited twice more during those six weeks, each trip shorter than the last, each goodbye a little easier, both of us slowly learning the specific rhythm of a life that could hold distance without breaking. On his second visit, he brought me a small potted plant for the apartment, something that could survive the humidity, he said, unlike the ones I kept accidentally killing back home.On my last night in Singapore, I stood on the balcony of the now fully furnished apartment, city lights spread out below me, and called my mother.“Tell me you’re
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Chapter: Chapter 146: New CitySingapore hit me first as heat, thick and immediate, the second the airport doors slid open onto the taxi line.“You get used to it,” Dominic said, watching my face. “Give it three days.”“I don’t believe you.”“Neither did I, the first time I traveled here for work. Now I genuinely like it. There’s something honest about weather that just tells you the truth all the time instead of pretending.”We took a cab to the apartment I’d secured before leaving, a small, bright corner unit on the eleventh floor of a building overlooking a street lined with hawker stalls and old shophouses painted in colors that looked like they’d been chosen specifically to fight back against the grey of the sky on cloudy days.Dominic carried both suitcases up without being asked, and I let him, filing that under things that were fine to accept simply because they were kind, not because I needed rescuing.The apartment was empty except for a bed, a small table, and two folding chairs I’d ordered online before
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Chapter: Chapter 145: ClearedI did not sleep.I lay in the dark going through every possible version of what Foster’s message could mean, and by six in the morning I had convinced myself of at least four different disasters, none of which turned out to be true.I called her the second her office opened.“Selene,” she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice before she said another word. “I’m sorry for the scare last night. I should have worded that message better.”“You’re smiling,” I said. “Why are you smiling?”“Because the discrepancy resolved itself,” she said. “The reviewer who flagged your file originally left something out of her notes, a secondary reference check that came back late last night confirming everything in the timeline we submitted. Your freelance work, the nonprofit rebrand, all of it checked out clean. There’s no further action needed on your end.”I sat down hard on the edge of my bed.“That’s it,” I said. “It’s actually done.”“It’s actually done,” Foster said. “Your visa clears final
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Chapter: Chapter 144: The Second LookI read the email three times before I understood what it actually meant, my coffee going cold beside my laptop.“What is it,” Dominic asked, watching my face go from confused to something closer to panic.“They found a discrepancy,” I said slowly. “In my employment history. Something about the years I wasn’t working full time. The gap when I was…” I trailed off, my stomach turning.“When you were married to me,” Dominic finished quietly.“They’re asking for documentation I don’t have,” I said. “Proof of continuous professional activity during the marriage years. I wasn’t employed anywhere during most of that time. I was your wife. That’s not a job title Singapore’s labor board recognizes.”Dominic’s hand stopped halfway to his own mug, his fingers curling slowly back into his palm instead.“This is my fault,” he said.“It’s not anyone’s fault. It’s bureaucracy.”“It’s my fault,” he repeated, standing up, pacing to the window, his reflection ghosting faintly against the dark glass. “Yo
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Chapter: Chapter 143: The ComplicationsDominic read the email over my shoulder twice before either of us said anything, his breath warm and unsteady against my hair.“Call them now,” he said. “Tonight. Whatever this is, don’t let it sit until morning.”“It’s nearly ten,” I said. “Legal offices don’t answer at ten.”“Hargrove’s legal team works with three time zones. Someone will answer.”He was right. I dialed the number from the email, my finger slipping once on the screen before I got it right, and a tired-sounding paralegal picked up on the fourth ring.“This is Selene Whitmore,” I said. “I got an urgent email about a visa complication. I need to understand what’s happening.”“One moment.” Papers shuffled on the other end. “Yes. Ms. Whitmore. There’s a flag on your sponsorship application. Singapore’s labor board requires disclosure of any legal proceedings involving the sponsoring company within the last twelve months. Your file was cross-referenced against Hartley Industries due to the joint venture structure on the H
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ANG HALAGA NG PAGLAYA
Nag-file siya ng diborsyo at umasang lalabanan niya ito.
Pumirma siya sa parehong araw, at nadama ang isang bagay na hindi pa niya handang aminin, kahit sa sarili niya.
Ginhawa.
Apat na taon na nawawala si Selene Whitmore sa loob ng kasal niya sa isang lalaking hindi kailanman totoong nakita siya. Nang mag-file si Dominic Hartley ng diborsyo, hindi umiyak, hindi tumawag, hindi nagmakaawa si Selene. Binawi niya ang totoong pangalan niya, at nagsimulang bumuo ng buhay na ganap na kanya.
Ang katahimikan mismo ang siyang wumasak kay Dominic.
Nagsimula siyang muling lumitaw sa buhay niya. Hindi dala ang abogado, kundi dala ang katotohanan, tungkol sa pagkabata na binuo sa may-kondisyong pagmamahal, at isang kasal na winasak niya dahil inakala niyang ang kontrol ay pareho ng pagmamahal.
Hindi interesado si Selene na mabawi ng isang lalaking natutong makadama nang apat na taong huli na. May karera siyang binuo mismo, isang piniling pamilya, at isang kapayapaang ayaw niyang ipagpalit para sa pangalawang pagkakataong baka muling saktan siya.
Pero hindi lang si Dominic ang nagbabantay sa kanya ngayon.
May nakatagong sekreto ng pamilya. May pinsang hindi niya kailanman nalaman. May karibal na may matagal nang sama ng loob. At may isang taong nagbabantay kay Selene mula sa dilim, mas matagal pa sa napagtanto ng kahit sino.
Halos winasak siya ng halaga ng pag-alis. Baka wasakin ng halaga ng pananatili silang dalawa.
Ang ibang love story ay natatapos dahil hindi kailanman naging sapat na matibay. Ang kuwentong ito ay hinahanap pa rin kung gaano siya katibay para maging isang bagong bagay.
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Chapter: Kabanata 18: Ang Mga LibroLumamig ang kape habang binabasa ko ang text ni Fletcher.Hindi ko ito napansin hanggang sa kinuha ko ang mug at mali ang temperatura nito sa aking mga labi, at inilapag ko itong muli at binasa ulit ang mensahe.“May mga libro na siya sa coffee table ngayon. Iba-iba kada linggo. Ako rin, hindi ko alam kung ano ang ibig sabihin nito.”Inilapag ko ang telepono nang nakadapa sa counter.Kinuha ko itong muli.Labingdalawang minuto ang pour-over ngayong umaga. Nakatayo ako sa harap nito at pinanood ito buong oras, ang paraan ko kapag kailangan kong maging eksakto ang isang bagay. Ngayon, malamig na ito at wala pa akong nainom kahit kalahati, at idiniin ko ang aking hinlalaki sa likod ng phone case ko nang sapat na kalakas para mag-iwan ng bakas.Isinilid ko ang telepono sa aking bag at pumasok sa trabaho.Sa subway, nakatayo ako na hawak ang isang kamay sa itaas na bar at naisip ang coffee table ni Dominic. Itim na lacquer. Laging malinis. May patakaran siya tungkol sa malinis na ibabaw na
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Chapter: Kabanata 17: Si Nicholas Pagkatapos ng Oras ng TrabahoLahat ay umalis alas-otso singkwenta.Si Petra ang unang lumabas, nakabutones na ang kanyang amerikana bago pa man siya tumayo. Si Ro naman, nakalugay ang headphones sa leeg, kalahating usapan na sa telepono bago pa niya maabot ang pinto. Si Dax ang huling umalis, isang tango lang patungo sa akin, wala nang iba pang kailangan.Pagkatapos, kami na lang ni Nicolas at ang slide labing-isa.Malakas ang deck buong linggo. Labimpitong slide na dumaloy na parang iisang argumento, bawat isa’y sinusundan ng susunod nang maayos. Pero laging humihinto ang bilis sa slide labing-isa, at nararamdaman ito ng lahat pero walang nakakapagsabi kung ano talaga ang mali dahil ang problema ay hindi mo agad matutukoy. Tama ang lahat sa slide. Pero mali ang tunog nito.Nakatayo si Nicolas sa harap ng screen, hawak ang lalagyan ng malamig na noodles, tinitigan lang ang slide.Nakaupo naman ako sa gilid ng communal table, tinitingnan din ang parehong slide.Tahimik na ang buong gusali sa paligid namin, ang uri
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Chapter: Kabanata 16: Tanghalian kasama si FletcherMay puting tablecloth ang lugar at walang musika.Iyon ang unang napansin ko. Walang background noise na pinapatugtog para punuin ang katahimikan, walang maingat na pinili na playlist, ang tunog lang ng kuwarto mismo. Kubyertos. Mahihinang boses. Ang partikular na ritmo ng isang lugar na puno sa bawat tanghalian sa loob ng tatlumpung taon at hindi na kailangang magsikap pa.Nakaupo na si Fletcher nang pumasok ako. Itinulak niya ang upuan niya paatras at tumayo at ang galaw ay napakainstinctive, napaka walang pagpe-perform, na may nagbago sa dibdib ko bago pa man ako makarating sa mesa.Naupo ako sa tapat niya. Nandoon na ang tinapay. Itinulak niya ang basket palapit sa akin nang hindi nagtatanong at kumuha ako ng isang piraso dahil gusto ko ito, at dahil ang lumang Selene ay maghihintay pa kung kukuha muna siya bago ako.Nag-order kami nang hindi masyadong nag-uusap. Sinabi niya sa server na ang usual niya at walang isinulat ang server. Nag-order ako ng pasta. Walang nagkomento.Sa un
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Chapter: Kabanata 15: Ang FinalizationAlas-diyes ng umaga ang appointment noong Miyerkules.Suot ko ang parehong bagay na isusuot ko sa anumang ibang meeting. Dark trousers, puting shirt, ang magandang flats na hindi sumasakit sa paa ko. Uminom muna ako ng kape sa bahay, nakatayo sa kitchen counter, at hindi ko masyadong pinag-isipan kung ano ang umagang iyon. Natutunan ko na noon na ang labis na pag-iisip tungkol sa mga bagay nang maaga ay isang paraan ng paggasta ng emotional energy sa isang bersyon ng mga pangyayaring hindi pa nangyayari. Mas mabuting pumunta na lang at hayaang maging kung ano ito.Nakasalubong ko ang abogado kong si Tobias sa lobby ng building niya alas-nuwebe-singkwenta. Isang maliit na babae siya sa huling bahagi ng limampu, tuwid na tuwid ang postura at ang partikular na katahimikan ng isang taong gumugol ng tatlumpung taon sa mga kuwartong ang composure lang ang currency na mahalaga. Kinamayan niya ako, tinanong kung kumain na ako, at nang sinabi kong oo ay tumango siya na parang tinatanggal ang i
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Chapter: Kabanata 14: Tumawag si FletcherDumating ang tawag noong Linggo ng umaga habang naka-pajama pa ako.Nakaupo ako sa sahig ng kusina noon, ang likod ko ay nakasandal sa cabinet, na naging, nang walang plano, ang paboritong lugar ko para sa unang tatlumpung minuto ng mga umaga ng weekend. Malamig ang sahig sa manipis na cotton ng pajama bottoms ko. Nasa counter sa itaas ko ang kape ko, masyadong mainit para inumin pa. Nakabukas ang notebook ko sa ibabaw ng tuhod ko at ginagawa ko ang isang problema sa Hargrove brand voice document na hindi tama ang pakiramdam sa buong linggo, nagsusulat at nagbuburahan at nagsusulat ulit.Umalingawngaw ang telepono ko sa tabi ko sa sahig.Tiningnan ko ang screen. Fletcher Hartley.Hindi si Dominic. Hindi si Priya. Hindi isang numero ng Hartley Industries na maaari kong ituring na propesyonal at samakatuwid ay manageable. Si Fletcher mismo, personal cell, alas-nuwebe-labing-apat ng Linggo ng umaga.Sumagot ako dahil sa loob ng apat na taon ay hindi ko kailanman naituring si Fletcher Har
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Chapter: Kabanata 13: May Sinabing Totoo si DaxSumagot ako sa text ni Dominic kinabukasan ng umaga.Apat na salita pabalik, kapareho ng kanyang apat. "Ayos lang ako. Salamat." Ipinadala ko ito bago pa ako gumawa ng kape, na nangangahulugang ipinadala ko ito bago pa ako ganap na nagising at samakatuwid bago pa dumating online ang bahagi ng utak ko na nagdadalawang-isip sa lahat ng bagay. Hindi siya agad sumagot. Ipinatong ko ang telepono ko nang pasubsob at ginawa ang kape at sinabi sa sarili ko na masaya ako na hindi siya agad sumagot.Sumagot siya apatnapung minuto ang lumipas na may dalawang salita: "Mabuti. Magtrabaho ka nang mabuti."Tumayo ako sa kusina ko at binasa ito nang dalawang beses at naramdaman ang isang bagay na halos parang pagiging nakikita, na isang hindi komportableng bagay na maramdaman tungkol sa isang lalaking dapat ay tapos na ako. Pagkatapos ay tinapos ko ang kape ko at nagbihis at pumasok sa trabaho.Nasa production phase na ang Hargrove project ngayon, na nangangahulugang nagawa na ang mga malalaking crea
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