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Chapter Four

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Isabella’s POV

Tama na. Ayoko na.

Pawis na pawis na ako, nangangati na ‘yung batok ko sa alikabok, at para na akong matutumba sa gutom. Tanghaling-tapat na, pero hindi pa rin ako nakakakain.

‘Di ko alam kung sadya ‘to o part lang talaga ng “Hostage Program” nila. Pero isa lang ang sigurado ko: hindi ako robot.

Inilapag ko ang basang basahan sa mesa. Diretso akong lumapit kay Ate Ice Queen—si Lina, apparently—na nakatayo sa gilid ng sala, parang mannequin na may clipboard.

“Lina,” sabi ko, halos pabulong pero may pwersa, “pwede ba akong kumausap kay… kay Lance?”

Napatingin siya sa akin, gaya ng dati—walang reaction. Pero may bahagyang pagtaas ng kilay.

“Bakit?”

“Bakit daw?” Umiling ako. “Kasi hindi pa ako kumakain, amoy araw na ako, wala akong pamalit, at pakiramdam ko mababaliw na ko kung isa pa’ng vase ang lalagyan ko ng pledge.”

Tahimik si Lina. Hindi ko alam kung naaawa siya o gusto lang akong tapalan ng tape sa bibig.

“Saglit,” sabi niya, tapos tumalikod.

Okay. So may chance.

Inilagay ko ang kamay ko sa bewang. Huminga ako nang malalim. Hinagod ang batok. Diyos ko, kahit pandesal lang, tatanggapin ko. Promise.

Pero hindi ko in-expect ang sumunod na nangyari.

Hindi pa man lumilipas ang dalawang minuto, may biglang pumasok sa sala. At oo. SIYA.

Si Mr. All-Black. Si Yelo sa Dugo. Si Lance.

Naglakad siya papasok nang diretso, walang sinasayang na segundo, parang may sariling theme song na composed sa impyerno.

At ‘yung mukha niya?

Mukhang naistorbo. Mukhang hindi dapat siya tinatawag unless emergency level na nasusunog na ang buong mansion.

Napatayo ako agad. Hindi ko alam kung dahil sa takot o dahil sa biglang kaba sa dibdib ko. Pero isa lang ang malinaw—inis siya.

He stopped a few feet away from me.

“What do you want?” malamig niyang tanong. Walang greetings. Walang pasakalye.

Putek.

“Ano…” nauutal ako. “I-I just… I wanted to ask if… pwede ba akong… makaligo…”

Sinamaan niya ako ng tingin at agad na bumaling kay Lina. "inistorbo mo ako para dyan?"

"Sorry Sir Lance. Di na po mauulit".

At parang may sariling utak, nag-growl ang sikmura ko.

Krrrrrrrkkkk.

Perfect timing, katawan. Ang galing mo talaga.

Napakurap si Lance. Tumigil siya. Saglit siyang napatingin sa tiyan ko. Tapos bumalik ang tingin niya sa mata ko.

Hindi siya nagsalita. Pero naramdaman ko ‘yung bahagyang pagbabago sa aura niya. Mukhang concerned. Feeling ko rin eh 'no.

Napansin ko ‘yung bahagyang tikom ng panga niya. Yung subtle clench sa jaw.

"What the fuck", inis na tono nito.

"Ano na naman nagawa ko?', takang sagot ko.

"You haven't fed her yet?!", galit na tanong niya kay Lina.

"Eh Sir sabi nyo paglinisin lang".

"Prepare the dining room", utos nito kay Lina. "Ikaw, take a bath first", biglang baling sa akin.

"Yes!", sigaw ko. "Pero wala akong damit. Gusto mo punta muna ako sa mall tapos balik na lang ako dito?", biro ko, kasi hello??? ano ang pamalit ko?

"Don't start", malamig nitong sabi.

"Sabi ko nga". Tinikom ko naman ang bibig ko at nag peace sign.

Huminga siya nang malalim. At mukhang may inisip.

"Lina. Bring her to her new room first so she can freshen up". Muli siyang humarap sa akin. "The cabinet has clothes".

Tumango lang ako. Hindi na ako nagbiro. Hindi ko na rin sinundan ng side comment. Alam kong hindi ko na kailangan.

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