Simula ng mangyari ang mga nangyari sa akin, hindi na kailanman ako natahimik. The pain, the torture I have to go through kept my days lonely and my nights sleepless. I was writhing for something to satisfy my deep yearning for sweet rebuttal.
They said revenge is not ours, it's God's but I'm just a human with frailties. I cannot for all that happened to me let this go easily. I wanted to get even and being evil is all I needed to be.
I needed to be like this.
I needed to be a wicked Mrs. Gastrell.
For all the shits I have experienced, for all the gunks I have tasted, there's only one way to pay this forward. Cholo is the way and the only way.
But... the enfeeblement in me is growing as I looked upon my husband who's staring at something in his palms. Malamlam ang mga mata nito haba
