Semua Bab When She Was Is: Bab 41 - Bab 50

 "Hoy, Irene… you filthy swine, get up I hooked up a gig for you in the bar… waitress," Madeleine, her adoptive mother, threw her a uniform and instructed her to quickly wear it.  Irene was able to fix herself, and finally was able to take a shower after three days of being unable to. To finish it up, she threw some light make-up on her face.  Showing herself to Madeleine, she grabbed her on both arms and examined Irene, "I didn't notice you've grown up quite beautifully," she remarked looking at her growing bosom and curving hips, "George! Come here, look…"  George, who was in the other room, went in and with a dirty grin he said, "You think she's ready for that stuff?"  

 Upon hearing the news that the Maguindanao Massacre case is running once again, Mariano had a mischievous grin as he sat on his office chair.  "Sir, you called me," one of his assistants entered the room.  "Gather all our files regarding the Maguindanao Massacre," Mariano slouched as he rested his elbows on the table.  "Sir, there is also some news circulating that Miss Irene Mangundadatu had already resurfaced to the public," his assistant added.  "I already anticipated that, I'm sure my granddaughter had given her some kind of information for her to bravely speak out,"  Mariano calmly replied.  "What will you do

 The voice came out a second later, for a fact it is practically my fault that Ms. Dorothy had her misunderstandings. My worried face grew into fear. Ms. Dorothy's ferocious eyes make me somehow unable to utter a word. Of course I believe that I'm not a heartless, inconsiderate woman who will let others take the downfall of my own misadventures but all I could do at that time is shout like a distressed wife, well that is only if you get the analogy.  Irene appeared unfazed. She's truly dauntless, that's why I came to admire her. The intensity between them is still there, but things became a little calmer now that Ms. Dorothy decided to put her hand down.  "Why did you stop, didn't you think at least that I deserve it?" says Irene. To be honest, the way Ms. Dorothy looked at her was really enough to scare the he

 The place Irene went into is barren, almost unnerving; the graves are obviously untended, purposely left to gather dead autumn leaves, grow weeds, and remain dusty. It clearly shows how no one cares about the deceased being laid there. She doesn't expect much, honestly knowing how her parents ended up there. But beneath her moist eyes and bittersweet smile, there should've been a better place for them.  "It had been a long time since I've visited my hometown, and I could feel how much I'd enjoy going for a walk in this humid air if it hadn't been for this opportunity."  As she reached the grave, crystal-like tears fell down Irene's face. The dirt crunched under her feet as she knelt down looking at the slab of rock with her parents' names on it. 

 The asphalt road easily redirects them towards Melissa's house, and it is obvious that Irene hasn't had much experience visiting other people's houses, especially as a guest. Normally the farthest she had gone in someone's house was at their front door, whether to deliver things or inform them of notices depending on what her previous job demanded.   This is actually her first real home visit.  "Is this it?" Black Wolf drawled his words as he looked at the old-fashioned house.  "Yes, it surely is…" Irene said, placing her hands on her waist.  Just as they were about to head towards the stairs, a figure of a young man approached them, it was Jaiden. And it seems like he w