The sound of sirens tore through the night. Red and blue lights reflected off the calm waves of the sea. Police swarmed in from every direction, surrounding the harbor. Aurora froze, her steps stiff, her eyes wide as she stared at the scene that had suddenly become all too real before her.
Edgar Marvelo glanced around in panic. “Impossible…” he muttered under his breath, his pale face showing a fear Aurora had never imagined seeing in him.Marissa clutched Reynaldo tighter, her body trembling. “Edgar, what do we do? They’ve surrounded us!”Aurora could only stand there, paralyzed. Her gaze shifted from her father, to Marissa, and finally stopped at Reynaldo. The boy coughed violently, his frail body shaking. His face was pale, cold sweat dripping down his temple. Aurora felt as though her chest was being crushed.“Aurora!” Rafael’s voice carried from a distance. He pushed forward, weaving through the line of armed police. His phone was still in hiAurora closed the taxi door with a heart still weighed down by anxiety. Her breath was heavy as she helped Marissa get out while supporting Reynaldo, who was still weak. Their steps staggered toward the modest inn on a small roadside. Her only hope was simple: to return to the room, let the boy rest, and calm her mind.But the moment they reached the door to their room, Aurora froze. Their belongings had been dumped in the hallway, scattered without care. Her eyes widened in disbelief.“What is this?” she exclaimed.The innkeeper appeared with a blank face. “Oh, so you finally came back.”Aurora quickly approached him, holding back her emotions. “Why did you throw out our belongings? We’re still renting this room. I already paid for a full week. It’s only been three days!”“I thought you ran away. No word, the room left empty for so long, while other guests needed it. So I rented it out again. That’s it.”Aurora clenched her fists. “B
Aurora returned to the waiting room in a rush, clutching several sheets from administration. As soon as she saw Marissa sitting on the green plastic chair, she quickened her pace. Marissa looked exhausted, her eyes swollen from crying all this time. Beside her, the gurney where Reynaldo lay had been parked. The boy was now lying still, his face pale but his breathing more stable. An IV tube dangled from his hand, while a nurse stood nearby keeping watch.Aurora approached, her voice soft. “How is he?”Marissa turned, her eyes still filled with worry but slightly relieved. “The doctor said his fever has gone down after the medication. They’re still waiting for a room to be available, so for now Reynaldo has to stay here.” She touched Reynaldo’s forehead, making sure the cold sweat had begun to fade.Aurora nodded slowly. The heavy weight pressing against her chest eased a little.“Thank God…” she whispered.But seeing Marissa’s weary face remin
The damp morning air filled the small inn room. Aurora walked slowly, carrying a basin of warm water she had just fetched from the bathroom, along with a small towel rolled neatly. Her breath came slightly ragged, not from exhaustion, but from the heaviness in her heart as she looked at the little boy on the rickety bed.Renaldo lay weak, his small body wrapped in a thin blanket, his face pale with sweat soaking his forehead. His fever hadn’t gone down despite Aurora and Marissa taking turns through the night pressing wet cloths to his head. Aurora crouched at the bedside, dipping the towel into the basin, wringing it out, and placing it gently on Renaldo’s forehead.But only a moment later, Renaldo’s body began to shake. His lips trembled, his eyes half-closing as his body convulsed uncontrollably. Aurora gasped in shock, while Marissa, who had been sitting nearby, immediately screamed in panic.“Reynaldo! Oh God, he’s having a seizure!” Marissa cried, he
Rafael paced back and forth in his dark living room. The lights were off, only the moonlight streaming through the large window, casting long shadows across the marble floor. His hand still clutched his phone, the screen repeatedly flashing Aurora’s name with failed call status. Her number was dead. Completely unreachable.“Why are you doing this to me, Aurora?” he hissed, his hoarse voice scraping from his throat. His breathing was ragged, his chest thundering with anger he tried to suppress, but failed.Rafael tried dialing the number once more. Silence. Then the dead tone. His eyes narrowed, his jaw tightened. He had never felt this betrayed before. Everything he had done wasn’t enough to keep Aurora by his side.Harshly, he threw his phone onto the sofa, then stepped to the table, grabbing an empty glass and smashing it to the floor. The shards scattered, reflecting the pale glow. His hand reached for a picture frame on the shelf, a portrait of him wit
Aurora and Marissa stopped in front of the wooden door of the modest inn. Their hearts were both pounding; their weary bodies and worn-out faces made every step feel heavy. Reynaldo was already asleep in Marissa’s arms, his breathing labored and his skin burning with fever. Aurora knocked on the door hesitantly, hoping for a bit of luck on that exhausting morning.Not long after, the door creaked open. A middle-aged woman appeared, wearing a shabby house dress with her hair tied carelessly. Her gaze immediately scanned Aurora and Marissa from head to toe.“Who are you looking for?” she asked curtly, her eyes narrowing as if she had already judged them to be unwelcome guests.Aurora tried to smile politely. “We… would like to rent a room, ma’am. If there’s one available.”The woman snorted, folding her arms across her chest. “This inn is not a shelter for vagrants. Have you seen yourselves? Dirty, shabby. The villagers will be suspicious if I let you stay here.”Marissa stayed silent,
Rafael stood at the edge of the pier, his gaze empty, piercing through the dark, rolling sea. The night wind cut to the bone, carrying with it a thick salty scent. His breath was still ragged after the failed chase. From a distance, Haris’s hurried footsteps drew near.“Mr. Rafael…” Haris’s voice was heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and pressure. He stopped right beside him, his uniform damp with sweat, his face grim.“Edgar… he jumped into the sea. The men have already combed the area, but his trail just disappeared. The police will call in a SAR team so the search can be widened.”Rafael closed his eyes briefly, his jaw tightening. “So he managed to escape,” he muttered under his breath.Haris nodded, his face equally somber. “For Marissa and Aurora…” His words hung in the air, stuck in his throat. His gaze wavered, afraid of touching the wound that was clearly etched in Rafael’s eyes.Silence fell for a moment. The crashing waves agai