جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 60

The next morning, I woke up with a hollow feeling in my chest, but I refused to let the ghost of yesterday dictate my today. I dressed up in my sharpest power suit, fixed my hair, and applied a layer of crimson lipstick that served as my armor. When I arrived at the officel, I immediately buried myself in work. I reviewed my cases and have meetings with an icy efficiency. By the afternoon, I was staring at my laptop screen, reviewing a new case nung makita ko na papasok si Tyler na tila walang pinagdaanan na masakit na pangyayari kahapon. To the outside world, Attorney Maria Regina Thompson, was untouched, unbreakable, and perfectly fine. My staff didn't see a single tear, and I intended to keep it that way. I was a leader first, a broken woman second. But my manufactured peace shattered when the heavy double doors of my office swung open without a warning. I looked up, expecting my secretary, but instead, my eyes met the one person I never wanted to breathe the same air wi

Tyler Ang bawat yabag ng sapatos ni Carrine sa labas ng aking opisina ay tila tunog ng isang paparating na hatol. I looked down at my hands, shaking slightly against the polished mahogany of my desk. The double doors of the executive office swung open with a violent force that echoed through the entire floor of the capitol. There she stood. My younger sister, Carrine. Her eyes were burning with a mixture of pure disappointment and blinding rage. "Kuya Tyler!" her voice rang out, sharp enough to cut through the heavy silence of the room. She slammed her designer bag onto the couch and marched straight toward my desk. " Ano itong ginawa mo kay Regina?!" I closed my eyes for a brief moment, swallowing the massive lump forming in my throat. I couldn't even look her straight in the eye. Hindi ko alam kung paano ipapaliwanag ang lahat. How could I explain the sudden shift? How could I justify the pain I had caused to the woman everyone expected me to marry? Every single explanation I

Regina Isang linggo. Pitong araw. Isang daan at animnapu’t walong oras.Iyon na pala ang eksaktong tagal mula nung araw na gumuho ang mundo ko. Pero kung titingnan mo ako ngayon, tila walang bakas ng bagyo. Normal ang lahat. Pumasok ako sa opisina, hinarap ang tambak na briefs, sumagot sa mga email ng kliyente, at nagpanggap na ang tanging iniisip ko ay ang mga nakabinbing kaso sa korte. Trabaho ang naging kanlungan ko. Ginawa kong abala ang bawat minuto ng buhay ko para lang maisantabi ang bigat na tila nakadagan sa dibdib ko sa tuwing tatahimik ang paligid.Subalit traydor ang utak ko. Sa pagitan ng pagbabasa ng mga kontrata at pag-inom ng kape, bigla na lang sumisingit ang mukha ni Tyler. Naiisip ko ang huling pag-uusap naming dalawa—ang huling pagkakataon na narinig ko ang boses niya na hindi na para sa akin.I saw pain in his eyes... regret...Iyon ang paulit-ulit na bumabalik sa alaala ko. Noong gabing tinalikuran niya ako, nakita ko ang sakit sa mga mata niya. Nakita ko ang

Tyler The heavy engine of the unmarked SUV hummed under the dark Pampanga sky. Sinadya naming patayin ang mga headlights habang binabaybay ang baku-bakong daan patungo sa isang liblib na barangay sa San Fernando. I adjusted the tactical vest snug against my chest, the weight of the issued firearm on my hip serving as a cold reminder of where I was. Kasama ako sa raid ngayon, isang sekretong operasyon na pinamunuan ni Colonel Meneses laban sa sindikatong matagal nang nagpapakalat ng droga sa nasasakupan ko. Normally, a provincial official like me would be sitting comfortably inside the air-conditioned walls of the capitol. Subalit dahil trained akong humawak ng baril at may sapat na kaalaman sa self-defense, hinayaan ako ni Colonel Meneses na sumama sa frontline ngayong gabi. This wasn't a standard law enforcement procedure; it was a ghost operation. The raid was a classified, highly restricted move. Hindi ito ipinaalam ni Colonel Meneses kahit sa sarili nilang opisina sa headq

Tyler Ang sinag ng umaga na tumatama sa bintana ng dining area ay hindi sapat para pawiin ang bigat sa dibdib ni Tyler. Naglalakad siya pababa ng hagdan nang maamoy ang pamilyar na bango ng bagong lutong almusal—sinangag, bacon, at sariwang kape. To anyone else, it would look like a picture-perfect morning with a loving partner. Pero para kay Tyler, bawat hakbang pabalik sa buhay na ito ay parang pagpasok sa isang bitag na siya mismo ang pumiling tuntungan. He stood by the kitchen doorway for a brief moment, watching her. Sheira is in the kitchen at abalang naghahanda ng almusal. She looked so fragile and innocent in her casual house dress, moving gracefully between the stove and the counter. Code lines of a perfect, doting partner were written all over her actions. Of course, I know my role. Kailangan kong magpakita ng lambing dito upang hindi masira ang mahabang laro na sinimulan ko. "Good morning, babe," I murmured, forcing a warm, sleepy smile onto his face as he walked up