Adrian’s POVFor a moment, hindi ako nakapagsalita.My mother’s car.The words echoed in my head like a gunshot.“Marco…” I said slowly, trying to keep my voice steady. “Tell me you’re not serious.”“I wish I wasn’t,” he replied quietly. “Pero malinaw sa CCTV. Same plate number.”My chest tightened.“No,” I muttered under my breath. “Hindi siya pupunta dito para lang sundan si Aya.”Marco didn’t answer immediately.“Adrian,” he said carefully, “after everything we just found out about your mom… are you really sure about that?”I clenched my jaw.No.I wasn’t sure about anything anymore. I walked out of the terminal slowly, my mind racing.My mother knew. She knew Aya might leave. And if Aya disappeared—My stomach twisted.“Marco,” I said sharply. “Send me the CCTV footage.”“I’m already forwarding it.”My phone vibrated seconds later. I immediately opened the video.The screen showed the bus terminal entrance.Aya appeared in the frame.My chest tightened instantly. She looked small
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