SA BAWAT pagmulat ko ng mga mata sa bawat umaga, nararamdaman ko ang mga masagana kong luha na pumapatak nang dahan-dahan. Agad ko iyong pinunasan. Agad akong bumangon at napahilamos sa mukha ko.
It's been eight years...
But still, everything still feels fresh to me.
"Tulungan niyo ako, parang awa niyo na!"
"Huwag niyong papatayin ang tawag na ito, please lang!"
"Nagmamakaawa na ako! T-tulong..."
Napasabunot ako sa buhok ko nang mahigpit at napapikit ulit ng mariin. Tama na! Ako ang tigilan mo! Pakiusap!
Hindi ko namalayan na umiiyak na ulit ako, humagahulgol. Nahihirapan. Kinokonsensya.
They say the deadliest enemy is your own conscience... it will never let you rest, never let you forget, and it will follow you to the grave.
And that is my case.
And up to this day, I still can't forget her.
Her face.
Her voice.
Her desperate pleas.
The way she begged.
The way she wanted us to help her that night.
Walong taon na. Pero hanggang ngayon, hindi pa rin siya nakikita. Hindi pa rin nakikita ang katawan niya. Hindi alam ng lahat kung nasaan na siya. Kung buhay pa ba siya at binaon na lang sa nakaraan...
If only I had known it would turn out like this, we would have done something that night.
If only we hadn't turned a blind eye.
If only we hadn't been deaf to her pleas.
If only we hadn't been afraid.
Kung sana lang naging matapang kami. Lalo na ako.
Hindi mangyayari ang lahat ng ito.
Bumangon ako sa kama ko at nagtungo sa harap ng full-body mirror ko dito sa kwarto. Pinagmasdan ko ang sarili ko. Pinilit kong ngumiti kahit alam kong paiyak na naman ako.
I already looked miserable.
I looked like I wasn't myself anymore.
I looked utterly...broken.
Napatingin ako sa picture frame na nasa bedside table ko. Dahan-dahan akong lumapit doon at kinuha iyon. Doon ako mas napahagulgol ng iyak.
That was our group photo.
A photo of the six of us.
Six friends whose consciences would never let them rest for what they did in the past.
But the question is, who should really be blamed?
Who should pay for the sin?
Who is truly at fault?
Who is truly guilty?
Who bears the guilt?
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Who Bears the Guilt?
Mystery / ThrillerSix female friends were involved in an incident eight years ago, and in the present, they are being haunted by a disturbing text message. "The guilty one will be revealed." As shadows lengthen and strange events unfold, old secrets resurface, and tr...
