82. Taste of hell.

“You should’ve just killed me,” mapait pero unremorseful na sabi ni Stefano.

“We’re not the same, Stefano. I am not a killer,” tugon niya.

Kalalabas lang sa ospital ng pinsan niya, pero sa kulungan ito idiniretso. Stefano’s arms were both gone. Gayunpaman, hindi kakikitaan ng pagsisisi ang lalaki sa lahat ng ginawa nito.

“You are so full of yourself, Miguel. Darating din ang araw mo!”

“Ang mahalaga, dumating na ang sa ‘yo. Show even a little remorse, Stefano. You killed not only the woman you claim to love, but also your own blood!”

His cousin laughed bitterly. “You killed them.”

“I didn’t. It was your selfishness and love for money that killed them. You killed them, Stefano.”

“I’m the bad guy now?” Tila naiimposiblehan pa ito.

“You’ve always been,” sagot niya. “Even before we met, you already ruined Lolo’s trust in you. Wala akong kinalaman sa lahat ng sinasabi mo na naging pagbabago. You made all the changes yourself.”

Tumawa ulit ito. “Pwede kang tumanggi, Miguel. You didn’t. You