“You know that she is mine and still force her to marry him!” dinig kong sambit ng galit na boses.
“She was never yours, Marocco. You know Loren. She does that only to get the position! Stop pestering my daughter!” sagot ng boses na malamig subalit otoritibo.
Sinubukan kong idilat ang aking mata subalit hindi ko magawa. Ramdam kong nakalutang ang aking katawan at sinusuportahan lamang ng dalawang braso.
“This incident will remain as as secret, Marocco. I won’t put your life in the line but if this happen again, I will be the one who will kill you. I won’t ask for his Lord’s permission. I will end your life using these hands,” saad pa noong boses na naninindak dahil sa lamig.
Umalog ang aking katawan tanda na ang may hawak sa akin ay naglalakad.
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