Not The Villain of the Story

Epilogue

What does it feel to know the truth?

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"Cassandra..

"Ma?"

"I know it's been hard for you, but you need to know the truth"

"Truth? what truth?"

My heart was beating rapidly, What truth should I know?

Huminga siya ng malalim bago tumingin sakin ng seryoso.

"I'm not your real mother." Straight to the point niyang sabi.

"H-"

"I-... I am.. Your mother's twin"

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"Ha?"

"*Sigh, I'm your mother's twin, Abby. Your mother- Abigail, along with your father, died.. when you were 4"

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"How come?"

"T-they have been murdered by your parents enemy"

She looks away.

I left speechless.

"Y-your mother's lawyer decided to keep you with me.. That scene, You saw it with your own eyes. That causes you a trauma and your brain triggered it, which causes it for you to have a maladaptive daydreaming.." She added.

"S-so.. you're not my real mom?" I asked with a shaky voice.

"Y-yes.."

I looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, as tears keep falling.

"Cassidy, Caspian, Eric, Theo, Lucas, Nathalie, and Marie"

That caught my attention. Pano niya nalaman yun?

"Nanggaling sila sa libro, diba? Sa libro na 'beauty within'. Ang librong yun, nakita ko 'yun sa kamay mo noong naaksidente ka.."
She continued as tears keep falling down from her eyes.

"N-nai-imagine mo na... na reincarnated ka bilang si Cassidy doon.. *sobs* Nakikita kita palagi, gumagawa ng imagination ng ikaw lang, tumatawang mag isa, nalulungkot, nagagalit, at umiiyak.. D-dahil sa librong yun, gumagawa a-ang utak mo ng mga bagay na gusto mong gawin. N-nakakalungkot lang dahil, K-kahit sa imahinasiyon mo namatay padin ang magulang mo.. Naririnig kitang inuulit banggitin ang iyong m-mama at papa habang umiiyak"

Wala akong magawa kundi ang yumuko. I pity my life.

"I c-can't do anything to stop you.. I've treated you like my own daughter, Cassandra.."

"P-please leave me alone"

She hesitate at first, but still managed to get out.

The sky is still gloomy...

Tumayo ako sa kama at binuksan ang bintana ng hospital. Malamig na hangin ang bumungad sakin.

Tinignan ko ang baba, Maraming tao ang naglalakad. *sigh, bat ang unfair? bakit ba ganito ang buhay ko?

Umupo ako sa bintana patalikod, kaharap ko ang hospital bed. Kapag ba hinayaan ko ang sarili ko na mahulog dito, suicide na ba 'yun?

pft.