"PARIS... help me, please!" cried the girl with jet black hair and a pair of silver eyes.
"You should understand why we're doing this, twin. It's for your own good," the seven-year-old boy replied.
The girl stared at her twin in pure shock. Hindi siya makapaniwala sa sinabi nito. He was like stabbing her face to face, and there's no point in denying that it's hurting her. She felt betrayed.
"Paris... bakit?" She felt a pang of pain as she fell to her knees.
"Why?" the boy paused and gazed at his twin. His eyes were full of confusion, full of doubts. They were gleaming with tears that Paris was trying to hold back.
"Because it's the right thing to do. Kakambal kita pero kailangan naming gawin ang tama," he continued.
The girl clenched her fist. "Kailan ba naging tama ang pumatay?"
"Kapag tama at hindi makasarili ang dahilan mo," said Paris. "You're a threat to the world... to us."
The girl bit her lower lip to refrain from her sobs. She is hopeless. She felt drained and unable to fight for herself. Masakit isipin na kaya siyang patayin ng mga pinakamalapit na tao sa buhay niya. Ang pamilyang tinitingala niya simula ng siya'y nagkaisip.
"But..." Paris hushed her twin before she could even continue.
He leaned closer to her and whispered, "We're just saving you, twin. Be grateful."
"How can I!?" the girl exclaimed, clenching her fist and digging her nails into her palm.
"How can I be grateful, Paris? Tell me!" A light sob escaped her lips. "Sana hindi n'yo nalang ako hinayaang mabuhay kung papatayin n'yo rin naman pala ako. You're so selfish!"
"No! You are selfish. Hindi mo ba naiintindihan? You're a threat to us! With that black wings of yours, you're a child of a demon! Sa tingin mo ba hindi ko napapansin ang pagbago-bago ng kulay ng mata mo sa tuwing gumigising ka?" said Paris.
The girl froze at what she heard. She didn't know. She knows that she's odd. She's very much aware of that. Pero ang hindi niya alam ay ang pagbabago ng itsura niya. Apart from the huge black wings right behind her, wala na siyang ibang nakikitang kakaiba.
"Your eyes... your eyes turns pure black every time you wake up." A tear escaped from Paris' eyes. "Tell me, twin. Paano kami magiging ligtas mula sa 'yo?"
The girl remained silent. Wala na siyang masabi, pero sa kaloob-looban niya ay gusto niyang ipaglaban ang sarili. She was torn between fighting or sacrificing.
There must be another way. There should be.
"What about me?" she asked.
Hindi pinansin ni Paris ang tanong nito. Instead, he wiped his tears and started walking away.
She was left glued on her spot, crying and begging for her brother's pity. Samantalang si Paris ay nakayukong naglalakad palayo sa kanya.
May narinig siyang kaluskos sa likuran. Napalingon siya rito at napaawang ang bibig sa nakita. Her sobs became hoarse. She couldn't contain herself. She felt her chest tightening as if it was squeezed by two gigantic hands.
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