ESTHER AND MIRA at Mira’s family’s rest house outside the city. Walang tigil ang ulan. Walang bagyo pero medyo malakas ang hangin at patuloy lamang ang pag-ulan. The rain tapped gently against the tin roof of the remote house, swallowed by the hills beyond the city.
Nakatayo si Esther sa may tabi ng bintana habang nakahawak siya sa kaniyang tiyan.
Hindi siya umiyak dahil wala na siyang mailalabas pa. Ayaw na niyang mamaga ang mata niya sa kakaiyak. Not since she found the memos. Not since she threw up after reading the and not even when she realized that the man who once held her like she was his world might be tethered to the very destruction of hers.
Esther had lost her trust to the Vireaux completely.
And even Ciaran.
Mira sat nearby, laptop open and her fingers frozen mid-code
