Fallen
My body ached—every muscle screamed from the tattoo and everything that had happened.
Desperation took over. I swallowed hard, fighting back tears.
"Please... Hades," I whispered, my voice trembling. "I'm still tired. My body hurts. Please...parang awa mo na..... not now."
I glanced up at his face, searching for any trace of mercy. "I'll make it up tomorrow. I'll do whatever you want. Just... please, not now."
My heart hammered in my chest as I waited for his answer, hoping he'd hear the pain in my voice—not just the defiance.
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