[I know what you want, Rianne Madrigal.]Dumiin ang pagkakahawak ni Rianne sa kanyang cellphone ng mabasa iyon. Her whole body turned cold.“No…” mahinang usal niya, nanginginig ang labi.Whoever sent the message knew her real name. Not just Rianne De Luca, but Rianne Madrigal—the name she spent years hiding from the world. The identity she buried to escape from the shame of being the illegitimate daughter of the Madrigal family.With shaking fingers, she dialed the number that had sent the message. Invalid. Hindi ito ma-contact. Parang multo lang na nagparamdam at biglang naglaho.But before she could even breathe, another message came in—from the same anonymous number.This time, it was a photo.A blurred image loaded slowly on the screen, each second feeling like a noose tightening around her neck. Pagkabuo ng larawan, napanganga si Rianne, natigilan.It was a woman in her mid-forties.Suot ang hospital gown, ang balat ay maputla, halos buto’t balat, pagod na pagod ang mukha, at mar
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