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The Shattered Vengeance
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2026-09-12 00:15:33The heavy glass doors of the Quezon City Hall of Justice closed behind me, shutting out the suffocating air of the courtroom. Outside, the evening sky was a bruised mixture of purple and dark orange. The heavy rain that had washed over Metro Manila all afternoon had finally stopped, leaving the concrete courtyard wet and shining under the bright glare of the streetlights and news cameras.
I stood at the top of the c
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The alarm on my cheap plastic clock buzzed at exactly five in the morning.I reached out from under my thin blanket and slapped the button to stop the noise. The tiny Cubao apartment was still dark, but the city outside was already awake. The sounds of honking jeepneys and people rushing to work filled the warm morning air.Today was the day. Today, we were going to war.I got out of bed and walked over to the small, cracked mirror hanging on the bathroom wall. I stared at my reflection. The woman looking back at me seemed different from the pampered, wealthy doctor who used to live in Forbes Park. My cheekbones looked sharper because I had lost weight. My skin was pale. But my eyes—my eyes were different. They were no longer soft and scared. They were hard, determined, and ready to fight.I dressed carefully. I didn't have my expensive designer suits anymore, so I wore a simple black blazer that Clara had lent me, a plain white blouse, and black slacks. I tied my dark hair back into
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The morning sun didn't wake me up gently like it used to in Forbes Park. Instead, it glared through the thin, cheap curtains of the tiny Cubao apartment, harsh and bright. Along with the light came the loud, messy sounds of the city—jeepney engines roaring, street vendors shouting, and stray dogs barking in the narrow alleys below.I slowly opened my eyes and stared at the water stains on the ceiling.My body ached. The thin mattress on the metal bed frame gave me no support, a harsh change from the thick memory-foam bed I was used to. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the heavy, crushing weight on my chest.Yesterday wasn't a nightmare. It was real.I sat up slowly and looked around the tiny, bare room. My small bag sat in the corner. My ruined blue si
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