Jercie
After the mess was wiped clean by our men and Estelle's body was zipped into the bag like a memory no one wanted to keep, we all walked out of the room--wordless, expressionless, done.
All except Aljon, who tried to stay behind and grieve. But I didn't let him. I forced him to walk out with us and told my men to knock him out cold and load him into my car.
I also didn't give him the chance to get near his mother. Not to touch her for one last time. Not even to whisper an apology for all the wrong things he did.
Because when Estelle killed my mother, she didn't give us a chance either.
I'm just returning the favor.
"Jercie..." I heard my father call out from behind me.
Huminto ako sa paghakbang upang lingunin siya.
"Yeah?"
"Can I have a word with you?" He asked, his tone unu
