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Chapter 16 Love and death
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All Too Well (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift
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Sitio Fatima
Sofia Elena could hear her heart thumping faster while staring at Madrid's phone screen. Lady Violetta. Why is someone named Lady Violetta calling her estranged husband?
Bakit kaparehas ang pangalan nito sa pangalan ng Mama niyang namatay na?
Lady Violetta... Who is this Lady Violetta calling Madrid?
She was about to pick it up when Mang Gregorio called her attention.
"Ma'am?" She almost flinched when he called her. Nilingon naman niya ito at napansing may mga dala na itong mga gulay at mga groceries. Nag-instruct kasi siya kagabi rito na bilhan sila ng mga groceries. She instructed the old man to buy some meat and vegetables as she will be the one cooking their meals during their stay there.
"Nabili ko na po 'yung mga gulay at karne."
Binigyan niya ito ng pilit na ngiti. "Sige po. Salamat, manong." Aniya at pinuntahan ito sa kusina. Napabuntong-hininga na lang siya. She was just overthinking. Maybe it was only a coincidence. Maybe Madrid Anselmo knew some other woman whose name is Violetta and who also came from an aristocratic line hence the 'Lady'. She should not interfere herself with matters that do not concern her.
Pagkatapos ng isang oras naman ay natapos na rin siya sa pagluluto at paghahanda ng almusal nila. A minute later, Madrid and Sinclair were already back at the rest house. Nag-uusap at tumatawa pa ang dalawa habang naglalakad papunta sa dining room. The father and son duo already seemed to be comfortable with each other. Her son who was hell-bent and vocal in hating Madrid, as what she was currently seeing right now, Sinclair seemed to mellow down with his father. Parang magaan na ang loob nito habang kinakausap ang Papa nito. Kanina nga ay magkasamang naglalaro ang dalawa sa dagat.
"Sin, pagkatapos mong kumain, maligo ka na, okay?" She said to her son and Sinclair enthusiastically nodded.
"Yes po, Mama," tinulungan pa ito ni Madrid na umupo ng maayos sa harap ng dining table. "Papa, sit beside me!"
Madrid smiled. "Sure." Naupo itong katabi ang anak. "Sin, did you already thank your mother for cooking our food?" He suddenly said to their son. Hindi naman iyon inexpect ni Fia. Madrid seemed to be a doting and respectful father towards Sinclair.
