Lymuel
A laugh escaped from my mouth. Seeing her struggling in front of me sends bolts of happiness in my core. Her teary eyes, her sad and trembling voice feels like a reward for me.
I hissed. I want her to suffer before she dies, I want her to feel the pain she caused me when she left me, but how can I do that if she's not even fighting back? Nakakagago.
"Fight back!" I retorted. Iniling niya lang ang ulo niya. Tinaliman ko siya ng tingin, at pabalibag ko siyang binitawan kaya napasalampak siya sa sahig habang hawak-hawak ang leeg niya't habol-habol ang hininga niya.
"This is our birthday, right? How about your life as my gift?" Tumunghay siya. Bumungad sa akin ang luhaan niyang mukha. Saglit akon
