Chapter 36 - Shattered

Steffanie woke up with the most Amazing feeling that she had. She just woke up beside Gareth, inside his arms. Last night was one of the best nights that she had. Still, they were fully clothed. After the festival, they just went back to his suite and continued their talk. When they both feel that they needed to retire, they just slept inside each other's embrace.

"Good morning, sweetheart," bati nito sa kanya.

Gising na pala ito. His smiling face had melted heart. He looked insanely gorgeous. Walang binabat ang mga kasamahan niya male model dito.

"You're eyes are smoky, sweetheart. What are you thinking?"

"I am thinking of how gorgeous you are in the morning," she frankly said.

His smiled turned into laughter.

"You are so naughty, sweetheart. Very, very naughty in the morning."

His lips then ascended to hers and gave her a sweet and chaste kiss, but she wanted more. She can no longer ignore the eerie of sexual desire emanating from both of them. He was just too sexy to ignore. In fact, it felt as if he was emanating this pheromone to her.

She gave his a full kiss in the mouth. It was inviting, it was wild and it was mind-blowing.

Their tongues locked together as they swirl around this vortex of morning pleasure.

"Sweetheart," he pleaded when they both took a breath.

"I want you Gareth. And I know you want me to."

Napapikit ito. "Fvck!"

Then all of a sudden he flipped her. He was now on top of her, melting her every bones with his smoky stare.

Lust was written all over his face.

"I was planning to celibate myself, but you aren't just helping me, sweetheart." There was a glint of naughtiness in his voice.

She touched his face with her hands, tracing its contour.

"Take me Gareth. I want you inside me."

She then looked in his eyes. His amber eyes said it all. Behind the desire, behind the lust, she saw a flicker of hope. She knew that he still cared for her. That the love that he had for her five years ago didn't disappear.

She was suddenly put in a dilemma. Would she dare trust him once more? She had been hurt several times already? Was she ready to risk it all? Could her heart handle it?

"Take me, Gareth. Take all of me." And that was her answer. She'll gamble everything just to have a chance with him. For Kylie, for her family and mostly, for herself.

They immediately discarded all articles of their clothing until they were both naked.

He began to kiss her tenderly, his fingers were doing wonders on the center of her femininity.

She felt the pool of molten lava in her womb began to stir. He inserted two digits. It made her moan in ecstasy. She was writhing under him, completely submitting in this mindboggling experience.

" What do you love about me, Gareth?" she managed to still utter coherent words.

"I love how you moan. I love the sound of your voice." He said as his mouth found one of her peaks.

Napaigtad siya sa ginawa nito. Nodes of electric sensation were now running amok inside her body.

"What about you, sweetheart? Do you love it when I am doing this you?"

She gasped as he rubbed the head of his cock on her clit. It created an arousing friction that catapulted her to Nirvana.

"Yes, Gareth. I love that. I love every bit of it."

He then began to penetrate her deeply. Her insides clenched his entirety tightly. She felt an overwhelming flood of emotions as he slowly thrust himself in and out of her.

It was glorious. It was gratifying. It was something beyond compare.

Bigla siya nitong binuhat. Their bodies were still attached in the most intimate way. He carried her with brute strength, his cock impaling her to the hilt.

She screamed of pleasure. Her mind was now in the state of pure wanton bliss. She was trapped inside this hurricane of free flowing sensations.

He stood up. Her legs were snaked around his hips. Nakayakap siya dito.

"Looked at me, sweetheart," he said.

And look she did. The flare of fiery desire greeted her innocent stare.

He began to kiss her. His arms were strongly supporting all of her weight as he dived deeply into her.

"You're eyes, sweetheart. It emanating with blue flames."

She was incoherent already as he changed the angle of his penetration. Naninikip na ang dibdib niya sa nadarama. Their desire was burning them, completely rendering her into a sweet surrender.

Then, in one straddling thrust, she came. She felt the pool of her feminine essence erupt.

He laid her back in his bed, this time, itinaas nito ang isa niyang paa. Nilagyan din niya ang unan ang kanyang likuran. It somehow created a perfect angle for him to completely imbed himself.

Nakita niya ang pagtagiktik ng pawis nito.

"You feel so good, sweetheart. You feel so sweet."

His movement was slow, as if savouring the precious moments that they were together. Kaiba ito sa mga nauna nilang love making.

This time, it was extra special. The urgency was gone. The roughness was replaced by gentle but powerful thrust.

She felt his care for her as made love to her. He felt his desire to make her feel good. He made her feel as if she was a princess being pampered his prince.

"I'm coming sweetheart, I am coming!" he shouted.

He began kneading he rich bosoms. The friction on her velvety folds began to be in synch with the rhythm of his touch.

She could help herself to cry out.

"More! More!" she said as her eyes fell shut.

Sinalubong na niya ang mga pag-ulos nito.

She bucked under him. Her second release was now triggered. He started to pump deeper and deeper as she felt her cum dripped from her genitals.

"I love you, Steff. I love all of you. All of this," and in one brave thrust, he finally reached his climax. She immediately felt his potent seeds as it flowed inside her.

Humihingal itong tumabi sa kanya.

"I love you as well, Gareth," sinabi niya dito.

He gave her a smile that could stop even the most furious storm.

Steffanie was dressed to impress. She was wearing a grey one-shoulder ruched and side beaded cocktail dress.

Her blonde hair was in a large curl, creating a more sophisticated and classic red carpet look.

Apparently, Gareth had arranged a party for the success of the photo shoot. But the thing was, it was not your dinner-kind-of-party, it was a large scale party fitted for a venue inside the Boreas's Palace large pavilion. And of course, as much as she resented it, she was the star of the night.

Many people from all over the kingdom greeted her. Hindi lamang kasi mga taga-Asphodel ang naroroon maging ang ibang mga maharlika sa karatig na duchy ay naimbitahan din.

"Nice ring, very beautiful." Bati ng isang duchess mula sa Midgard.

"Thank you." She smiled at her.

The ring the she wore was the part of the Srius Gems ensemble. Supposedly, it was her engagement ring with Gareth. And now that they were back together, it seemed pretty much appropriate for her to wear it again.

At isa pa, it looked good on her dress.

She also wore the locket of her mother. It somehow made her look complete.

She searched Gareth through Gareth. Ever since going back to the castle, Gareth never left her side. Palagi siyang naroroon at kasama siya. They visited many places, have eaten many delicacies and shared some petty conversations. And of course, they also made love to each other.

She felt like was in cloud nine. Finally, a chance for both of them. A chance to catch to all of those wasted years.

Muli niyang hinanap si Gareth. Napahiwalay ito sa kanya dahilb may mga kausap itong mayors ng Asphodel at kasbay noon ay ang iba't ibang pagbati sa kanya ng mga bisita.

She began to scour the floor when she bumped into someone. It was Tristan. He was wearing his official air force mess hall uniform.

"Hey, angel." Bati nito sa kanya.

She immediately greeted him a smile.

"Don't you give me that smile of yours."

Lalo lamang siyang natawa dito.

"What have you been doing? Your best friend missed you already," he said to her.

"I miss you as well, best friend."

She gave him a high-five.

They both proceed to a vacant table where they could possibly chat.

"Balita ko, galing ka raw sa Zephyr ah."

"Yup, doon ang location ng last day ng photoshoot."

He grabbed a glass of champagne for both of them.

"And judging by that smile of your face, something good happened, right?"

She suddenly began to tell him what had happened. How Gareth and her had put everything back in the past. How they engaged themselves with petty dates. And how he asked about Kylie.

She couldn't contain the happiness in her heart anymore.

"So my brother was not such an ass after all." he said while still smiling at her.

Nanibago siya dito. Somehow, his smile didn't reach his eyes. It seemed fake.

But she just didn't mind it. Ang mahalaga ay naririto ito't para pakinggan siya.

"I am happy, Tristan. I really am."

Napakamot ito ng ulo. He looked so adorable doing it.

"As long as your happy, angel. Then I am happy for you as well."

"Salamat talaga, Tristan. You were such a good help for me. You are there when I need someone to talk to. You are such a great friend," she gleefully said.

"Yeah, right. Best friend." He said with a hollow humor in his voice. He was just staring blankly into the void as he drink up his champagne.

Napakunot siya ng noo. "Is there something bothering you?" she asked.

He nodded while still wearing that eerie expression on his face.

"C'mon, you can tell me. I am your girl best friend remember?" she guessed it was her turn to listen.

"Well... I think I like this woman, a lot. She's very beautiful and kind."

"So why don't you pursue her?"

"Wel... She's kinda in love with someone else."

Nanlaki ang mata niya. Si Prince Tristan Pendragon, may ganitong problema? What was happening to the world? Anong problema ng mga babae sa mundo? Tristan was sweet, cunning and humorous.

If she wasn't so deeply in love with Gareth, baka nahulog na rin ang kalooban niya dito.

'Really?" she asked.

"Parnag gulat na gulat ka," tanong nito.

"Kasi parang hindi kapani-paniwala."

"Na ano?"

"Na may babaeng tatanggi sa 'yo."

"Oh no, angel. She didn't deny me."

Lalo siyang naguluhan dito.

"I completely gave up on her."

"Why? You should fight for her if you really like her."

"Nah... I'd rather not. You see here. From the very start, I knew that she loved someone else. So it's a losing battle for me."

"You could have at least say it to her."

Umiling-iling ito. His face was now dead serious. His stare was now boring inside her soul.

"I like her so damn much, that I am afraid I might confuse her, or hurt her even, kung sasabihin ko sa kanya."

She felt different at the way he stared at her. Who was that woman that she was talking about? Was that her? Impossible. Tristan was a cassanova.

"And I am glad I didn't tell it to her, 'cause right now. She just said to me that the man she loved had finally been knocked with some senses in his mind."

Oh my. "Tristan." She silently said.

"I wish for you to be happy, angel." He said seriously.

Hindi niya alam ang mararamdaman. She knew how it felt to be rejected and to be hurt. Ito marahil ang nararamdaman ngayon ng binata.

"I am sorry." It was all that she could say.

Bigla na naman itong ngumiti, this time it was genuine. "And besides, I still have a problem with me, some pest is pestering me right, now."

He was back in his usual witty self.

"Hmm... tell me more about it best friend." She said. Alam niyang ayaw na nitong pag-usapan pa ang mga bagay-bagay.

Lumapit ito sa kanya. "I think I have a stalker," he silently said.

"What?"

"Yup, someone is stalking me. She sends me love mails every day, she bakes me cookies, she gives me those stuffed animals. And worst of all, she sent me flowers."

Muntik na siyang matawa dito.

"And the problem is?" she asked.

"She's a freaking minor. Just barely eighteen years old."

"Do you know her?" she asked, fully engrossed to their new topic. Ngayon lamang kasi niya nakitang nawalan ng composure si Tristan. Waring naiinis kasi ito na hindi mo maintindihan.

"Well, I saved her when she was a kid. Probably, she's just hero worshipping me."

"Does she have a name?"

"Of course she do. Ano ba namang tanong iyan."

"Care to tell it to me?" she said. Curious na talaga sila sa katauhan ng babaeng tinutukoy nito.

"Her dad's from Fei Long. She's a little bit petite. But she had those beautiful almond-like eyes. It was so endearing," he said dreamily.

"Tristan, I am asking her name."

Napalo nito ang kanyang noo.

"Her name is Lucylee."

She smiled. Tristan might had finally found his match.

Nagpatuloy lamang sila ng kuwentuhan ni Tristan when an unwelcome and unexpected visitor came to approach their table.

"If it isn't Steffanie the supermodel," her last words were uttered in pure sarcasm.

Napapikit siya. She knew that voice very well. Natalya.

Her insides began to twist in anger. Her teeth clenched. Her mere voice awakened her pent-up anger.

"What do you want, Natalya?" she said, as she raised one brow to her.

"Sarcasm becomes you, Steff. Masama bang batiin ang isang old friend."

"Natalya, need I not remind you. We were never friends."

Natalya eyed her from head to know.

"It looked like you have upgraded already, from a simple whore, high-class ka na."

She could see Tristan stood. Waring sasawayin niya ito nang pigilan niya ang lalaki.

It was her turn to assess her. Tiningnan niya ito mula ulo hanggang paa.

"I see that the years had not been good to you Natalya. Gained some extra pounds? From size zero to size fifteen?"

Her heart leaped with joy as she saw her offended face.

"Why you?!" Natalya's looked for something. But she was one step ahead of her, she grabbed the pitcher in front her then threw its content to her—kasama pati ang tipak tipak na ice cubes.

Natalya shouted. Pinagtitinginan na siya ngayon ng mga tao.

"Fuck you!"

She was about to grab her curls but she moved away. Ngunit may nahablot pa rin ito, and kanyang kwintas.

"Give that back to me," she said, emphasizing her every word.

"No!" Natalya opened up the locket. Tiningnan nito ang laman.

"Looks like this belonged to your sugar daddy."

Nangigigil na siya sa galit sa babae. She remembered everything that she had to her. All of the bullying. All of the hurtful words. And that night, that wretched night that she was nearly raped. It all came back to her like a video camera.

The filthy hands of those men. Her evil laugh echoing in her mind.

Nagsimulang tumahip ang kanyang dibdib. It felt as if someone was squeezing her guts.

She thought she had forgiven her. But she guessed everything was easier said than done. Her mere presence reminded her of everything in the past.

"Give that back to me." She said once more.

She was about to lurch an all out attack when Gareth came to intervene.

"What's happening here?" she asked. Both eyeing her and Natalya.

"She started it!" sigaw nito.

"She had my necklace," she said as she pointed out the item in her clutches.

Agad namang lumingon si Gareth.

Namumuo na ang mga luha sa kanyang mga mata.

"Please give it back Natalya."

"And what? Miss the opportunity of ruining you?"

"People! Back in college, your supermodel was whoring herself. Yup! You heard me right. Pinuputa nya ang sarili niya sa mga mahaharlika. And look where it got her!"

"Shut up Natalya! You don't know anything."

"Talaga lang ha? Ito ang ebidensya." Itinaas nito ang locket niya. "Nasa loob nito ang picture na pinaka-iniingat-ingatan niya. Ang picture ng matandang Duke sa Sutherland. Tell me Steff, how many timed did you spread your legs for money?"

"Give that to me," the dangerous voice of Gareth echoed the whole room.

Without any hesitations she gave her locket to him. Relief immediately flooded her system.

Agad niya itong nilapitan. His eyes transfixed on the locket. He opened it. She saw him clenched his fist. And she knew right then and there that something was wrong.

"Fucking Son of a Bitch!" he roared.

Agad nitong tinapon ang palayo ang kanyang locket. On reflex, she followed it. She dove on the floor to find it.

She felt her heart tightened. Why Gareth? Why?

She tried to look for it, swaying the feet of the people in front of her. It took her five minutes before she completely gave up.

It was the only memento of her mother and it was lost. She felt broken. She felt hurt.

Para siyang manikang bumalik sa kinaroroonan nila kanina. She was lifeless.

Then she saw Gareth and Natalya. She immediately screamed in anger. Wala na siyang pakialam pa sa mga tao sa paligid. All she knew was that her heart was bleeding again.

"How dare you!" she launched herself to Natalya. Her brute force was enough to pin her down to the floor.

"Ikaw ang nag-utos na ipa-rape ako! Ikaw! Walang hiya ka!" she said as clawed her face with her nail. Natalya was screaming non-stop, shouting curse after curse to her. But she didn't hold back as well. Tumigil na lamang siya nang may umawat na sa kanya. A man apparently pulled her from behind to keep her away from Natalya.

Agad niyang nilingon ang lalaking humiwalay sa kanya at kay Natalya. It was Gareth.

Muli namang bumuhos ang kakaibang sakit sa kanyang puso. Paulit-ulit na nagpe-playback sa utak niya kung paano nito tinapon sa kawalan ang kwintas ng ina.

"Why Gareth? Why? I thought..." she said while sobbing. Hind na niya mapigilan pa ang nagtatalong emosyon.

"You thought what? Na napa-ikot mo na naman ako? I was stupid to think that there's a future for us! When you are nothing but a whore! A gold-digging bitch!"

His every word was like a hot iron pressing to her heart. It made her tears flow more in sorrow.

Umiling-iling lang siya.

"You don't understand, Gareth! You don't understand!"

"What do I don't understand Steff. I saw the picture of that man. And what about Tristan? Anong gagawin niyo mamaya? Were you gonna use your body to gain a crown?"

Isang malutong na sampal na sumalubong ito.

"Pauli-ulit akong nagtiwala sa yo Gareth. Pauli-ulit rin akong nasaktan. Bakit ba ang hirap-hirap mong mahalin?" she said as tears flew freely in her eyes.

"What do you know about love? You know nothing! Ang alam mo lang ay puro kasinungalingan mo!" he shouted.

But he was interrupted by the raging fist of Tristan.

One moment, Gareth was venting out his anger on this philandering whore, and the next he was on the floor. His jaw was completely aching. Someone knocked him down.

Agad niyang ginala ang kanyang paningin sa paligid. Kitang-kita niya ang nagpupuyos na si Tristan.

He immediately stood up.

"Huwag kang makialam dito." He dangerously said. But Tristan was quick and agile. He launched himself at him once more. Tristan successfully landed a blow on his gut.

The pain was nothing compared to the feeling of betrayal that he was feeling right now.

He lunged himself to Tristan. This time he aimed to tackle him. And he managed to connect.

He was lying atop Tristan, punching his face repeatedly.

He maneuvered him around. Baliktad na ngayon ang posisyon nila. Tristan was now on top of hin.

He managed to kick him on the ribs. The pain had derailed his train of thoughts. He experienced a momentary black out. But his adrenaline was already pumping non-stop.

"Fuck you, Tristan!" he shouted as he struggled to get away from his hold.

"You'll pay for what you did to her!" Tristan said with unconcealed vengeance in his voice.

He managed to shake him off. They were now rolling on the floor, exchanging punches to one another. Natigil na lamang sila nang may naghiwalay sa kanila. It was Wolfric and Clarence, ang dalawang chevalier nila.

They were immediately handcuffed in a nearby post.

"Fuck you, Gareth! She loved you! How could you do that to her?" Tristan shouted.

"That woman deserved anything! She is a con-artist! She first targeted me, and now you! Gumising ka sa katotohanan!" he shouted back at his brother.

"You're a fool Gareth! A complete fool! She loved you unconditionally. Tapos iyan lang ang gagawin mo! She doesn't deserve you! Her daughter doesn't deserve a man like you to be her father!"

Doon siya natigilan. What did he just said?

"What's the matter cat got your tongue? Wolfric! Let me go here, so that I can kick the ass of my freaking fool of a brother."

He suddenly felt tensed all over. Isang kakaibang kaba ang dumaloy sa kanyang dibdib.

"Just what did you say?" he said.

"You are fool! Tanga! Bobo!" paulit-ulit nitong sabi sa kanya.

"Before that! About a daughter!"

Doon na kumalma si Tristan.

"Wolfric. Get me out of here. I need to talk to Gareth." Utos nito sa chevalier.

"Clarence, free me. It seemed that me and Tristan have something to discuss about."

Nag-aalinlangan pa ang mga ito.

"That is a royal decree!" they both said in chorus.

Agad naman silang kinalagan ng mga tao.

They met at the center of the pavilion. Wala ng tao sa loob. It was only him, Tristan and their Chevaliers.

"What do you mean by... a daughter."

"Now you asked." Tristan replied in sarcasm.

Nakikita niya ang pagpupuyos ng damdamin ni Tristan. Kinuha nito ang celphone mula sa bulsa. He navigated through it saka inabot sa kanya.

It was a picture of a beautiful girl. Tantiya niya ay nasa apat o limang taon na ito. She had a curly blond hair and a very light complexion. What threw him off balance was the color of her eyes. It was amber. It was the eyes of a Pendragon. Hindi siya maaaring magkamali, those same pair of eyes looked back at him every day when he looked in to the mirror.

"Her name is, Kylie Margareth. She's your daughter with Steff."

Just what had he done?

Tristan told him about everything that he knew about Steffanie. Her childhood, her lineage and what had happened to her in the past five years.

Feeling of dread gnawed his insides. He could picture out a young Steff. Crying and crying as her own mourned the murder of her own family.

His heart began to constrict in an unexplainable agony.

The men that he had been jealous of were actually her father and brother.

His heart began to beat faster and faster. He was now suffocating realization of his actions struck him.

He remembered her pleading face during that night five years ago. She pleaded and pleaded to him. But what did he do? He threw out of her own place. She said those men were her family. But he did not believe her.

She said she was pregnant with her child, but he didn't listen.

Each fragment was like a large sword, tearing him open until his breath was no more. Ngunit sana'y ganoon kadali iyon.

He could her the shattering of her heart as he continually and repeatedly assaulted her.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry!" sigaw niya.

"Then what are fucking doing here! Go and ask her forgiveness!" Sigaw ni Tristan.

And this time, he suddenly knew what to do.

Steff was now packing all her belongings. Basta na lang niya kung mailagay ang mga kagamitan sa kanyang maleta. She needed to go away from this place.

Hindi na niya kaya ang sakit na bumabalot sa puso niya.

She heard her door open. Iniluwa nito si Gareth. But gone was mighty and proud Gareth, his face now showed remorse.

Hindi niya pinansin ito. She just continued packing her belongings. Hindi na niya kakayanin pang manatili ditto. Being with this man will kill her.

Nakailang tikhim muna ito bago tuluyang nagsalita, "Steff, sweetheart..." his voice was pleading as if asking for empathy.

Pinanlabo naman ng kanyang mga luha ang kanyang mga mata. Just the mere sound of his voice bring tremendous pain in her heart.

Gareth didn't know what to say. For the first time in his life, he was speechless.

"Steff," he called out once more.

But she just ignored his presence.

Muli siyang napalunok. "I know I am a jerk, an asshole, a bastard, a fool. But can this insufferable and despicable man, ask for forgiveness."

Doon ito nagreact. She faced him with an obvious wrath in her eyes. Patuloy pa rin ang pagtulo ng luha nito.

Each dropping tear was like a punch on his chest. Lalo na't alam niyang siya ang may kakagagawan nito.

"Forgive? Gareth! Paulit-ulit na kitang pinatawad. Paulit-ulit na kitang binigyan ng pagkakataon. I am worn out already. I want to give up," she sobbed angrily at him.

He immediately held her shoulders, "No, sweetheart. Please don't give up on me. I am sorry. I am sorry."

She bit her lip. Waring nagpipigil ng sakit na nadarama. But no amount of anaesthetics could make him immune to this pain. The sadness in her eyes mirrored everything that he took granted.

"Pabayaan mo na ako. Ayoko na, Gareth. Ang sakit sakit na," dinala niya ito sa kanyang dibdib but she retaliated. Pinaghahampas at pinagsusuntok nito ang kanyang dibdib while weeping hysterically.

Hinayaan lamang niyang ibuhos nito ang lahat ng galit nito sa kanya. If she would put a bullet in his head right now, he will gladly accept it. Mapatawad lang siya nito.

"I am sorry, sweetheart." Sa naghihirap na kalooban ay muli niya itong dinala sa kanyang dibdib.

"No!" sigaw nito habang pilit na nagpupumiglas palayo sa kanya.

"Ayoko na. Masyado nang masakit. It fucking hurts here, Gareth." Turan nito sa dibdib nito.

"Please, listen to me sweetheart. I am wrong. Forgive me."

May kinuha ito mula sa bag. It was three different checks.

"Do you know how hurtful it was every time you treat me as whore. Every time na bibigyan mo ako ng madumi mong pera. It hurts like hell, Gareth!"

Agad nitong pinilas ng sabay-sabay ang mga tseke. He could never forget the sound of the tearing checks. Ganito rin marahil ang ginawa niya sa puso nito.

He was a monster. He was nothing more but a worthless scoundrel. Masahol pa siya sa isang alipin.

Itinaas nito ang kaliwang kamay. She was wearing the ring that he had given to her when he proposed to her several years ago.

"Ito ang patunay na hanggang ngayon ay isa pa rin akong tangang umaasa," she removed it from her finger.

"No sweetheart, please!" he pleaded as his own tears flooded his eyes. Naghihirap na ang kanyang kalooban he wanted no more.

"It was a mistake meeting you, Gareth. Pinagsisisihan ko ang bawat segundong nakilala kita." She said to him. Tinapon na nito ang singsing mula sa kung saang bahagi ng silid.

He felt a heavy searing pain on his chest. Hindi na siya makahinga sa sobrang sakit.

Lumapit ito sa kanya. She gave him a hard slap on the face. He deserved it. Probably about a million slap because of what he did to her.

"Do you know the locket you threw? It was my only memento from my dead mother."

"Now, nothing reminds me of her anymore. Not her face. Not her touch. Not even her own picture."

He felt miserable. "I... am... sorry..." he deserved to be hanged in Tartarus.

Hindi na siya makatingin ng tuwid dito.

"Don't ever come near me or my daughter again, or I'll kill you myself," matatag nitong pananalita. She then started to walk away.

He felt his whole existence as he watched her retreating figure. He wanted to go after her to gain her forgiveness. However, as of now, he didn't deserve any of her love and affection. She had been nothing but selflessly loving him. But on his end, he treated her like a common tramp.

As of now, all he could do was watch her back against him. She was now leaving him. He will never see her again.

His world began crumbling down as she took her last step away from him.