ONE

ONE“I heard Gab got arrested,” Jasrylle said just as I was taking a sip of water.I froze mid-drink, sighed heavily, and shrugged. “Really?” was all I managed to say.“Serves him right. That bastard. Even calling him a monster feels too kind. He left you when you needed him most, didn’t even help when your child got sick. If only he had helped, maybe…”She stopped mid-sentence when I let out another deep sigh. Realizing she’d gone too far, she shut her mouth and fake-coughed. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to bring that up again. It just pisses me off, you know? That jerk deserves to rot in jail. He’s heartless. And spineless too,” she added, still fuming.I stayed quiet. I wanted to curse him too—but I’d done enough of that every night, whispering my hatred to the dark because of what he did to my ch—my child.I was only twenty when I got pregnant with my ex-boyfriend, Gab. I still don’t know if I was just naive back then or born a fool for falling for a man like him. He came from a rich fam

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TWO

TWO“What kind of dancing is that, Lyana? You look like a lamp post, for heaven’s sake!”My temper flared the moment Jasrylle said that. Instead of looking at the mirror, I turned sharply to her. “I told you I have no idea how to do this kind of thing, didn’t I? You said I could handle it—”“I said just sway your hips a little! But with what you’re doing, you look like a pig being butchered. My God, you’re stressing me out,” she complained, fanning herself dramatically. “Girl, seriously. You’re not a dancer… you’re a human lamppost! Or are you made of bamboo, huh?”I rolled my eyes and massaged my temples in frustration. We’d been practicing all afternoon because she said she’d take me to the bar where she worked tonight to introduce me to her boss. According to her, “Mamita” always asked applicants to give a sample performance before hiring anyone, and since dancing was what I was applying for, I had no choice but to learn.“What now? I told you, I don’t know how to dance. You can se

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THREE

THREE“So you’re telling me you were there because you were applying for a job? In that kind of place, really?”I bit my lower lip and looked down. Dra. Vallero sighed deeply, and shame immediately washed over me. She used to be my classmate back in high school, now she’s successful, living comfortably, while I… well, look at me.“How about your son? How’s he doing? I just came back to the Philippines, and I was planning to visit you soon. I didn’t expect to see you in a place like that,” she asked again.My chest tightened, and I couldn’t answer right away. Dra. Vallero was actually the one who helped deliver my baby. I had no money for the hospital and no one with me at the time. Thankfully, she happened to be on duty and helped me even though I didn’t know how I’d pay for anything. She even covered part of my bills after I gave birth, so my debt didn’t grow too big.I was supposed to thank her back then, but I later heard she went abroad before I could even talk to her again. So sh

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FOUR

FOUR“H-Huh? Surrogate?” I asked in disbelief, pointing at myself. “M-Me?”She nodded slowly and motioned for me to come closer. Though confused, I still obeyed and stepped toward her.“It’s a secret, okay? The truth is, I went to that bar because I know Mamita. I was going to ask her help in finding a surrogate—”“But didn’t you say you already have an agency?” I cut her off. “Why not just look for one there? What if the person you get has HIV or something? You’ll just put yourself in danger.”She quickly gestured for me to lower my voice. We were still in a coffee shop, and anyone might overhear our conversation. I nodded in understanding.“In our agency, the supposed parents have to be the ones to go there themselves,” she explained. “But in my cousin’s case, they can’t leave the country. The family mustn’t know. Her husband doesn’t want to tell anyone that she can’t get pregnant, so…”“If they can’t go abroad, then just bring the surrogate here,” I interrupted again.She shook her

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FIVE

FIVE“What do you mean I have to pay? Excuse me, miss. I was driving carefully! Your brother suddenly crossed the road out of nowhere. It’s not my fault your brother was stupid enough to—”“Finish that sentence,” I cut in sharply, my voice low and serious, “and you’ll be the next one lying here beside my brother’s hospital bed.”I exhaled loudly, trying to steady my breath, before glancing at Thirdy, who had just stopped crying. There was a bandage wrapped around his head from the accident, but thank God it wasn’t as bad as I’d feared.“L-Lyana, well, the thing is…” Auntie started hesitantly. “Th-Thirdy was kind of at fault. H-He crossed the road without looking, and then…”“Oh? You heard the old lady herself,” the driver said smugly, his tone dripping with arrogance. I closed my eyes for a moment, forcing myself to calm down.When I opened them again, I lifted an eyebrow. “You’re the one who hit my brother. And tell me, who’s the one in the hospital right now? Your car?” I shot back.

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