Thinking about it, sa kabila ng lahat ng nangyari, hindi ko magawang magalit kay Christian. There's a part of me na gustong-gusto siyang kamuhian. But I don't think it's right to blame the person whose soul is at peace now. Or is he? I haven't given him justice yet. But how am I really going to give him that when the word itself seemed to not exist in this place.
Gusto kong humingi ng hustisya para sa mga nangyayari sa akin dito pero para saan pa? No one's here to listen to my plea. Kagat ang labi akong pumikit, pilit na inaalala ang mga masasayang araw na pinagsamahan namin ni Christian. Ngunit kahit iyon ay hindi ko magawa. My mind is clouded by a certain man. Even the image of him in the back of my mind suffocates me. I can't breath.
"Mute again, Heaven?" the devil whispered in my ear
