Upon arriving at the apartment where she was staying, Ameira headed straight to the bathroom. She washed several times, violently washing her face until she was satisfied. Then she looked at her face in the small glasses hanging in front of the faucet. Some makeup has been washed away, but there are still traces of lipstick and mascara on her face. "What just happened to me?" she asked herself as she examined her face in the mirror. Her eyes widened when she realized what had happened. She quickly grabbed the wig she was wearing and threw it straight in the trash. Her back was smeared with bruises and marks from the insult and from those who wandered on it. It may be covered with foundation but you can see the marks when you look closely. Others say that women are most careful not to get scarred or have any marks that can disfigure a woman's body. However, this is normal in Ameira's situation. This proves that she is alive and even in spite of everything, she chose to continue ra
Her personality keeps changing every October, the month of her birth, no matter how much she tries to prevent it. In the past, she remembered how happy it was when her mother was still alive and how hurt she was when everything changed. She sighed and shook her head, then covered the peanut butter and set the remaining bread in the basket. She got up to get a glass and headed to the fridge to get a drink. Her fridge was bare except for a pitcher filled with water and three eggs. She also returned the pitcher after drinking enough and returned the glass to where it was placed. The glass wasn't so dirty so it was okay to put it back. It will result in a waste of water. She walked into the room and sat down at the table where she was working, opening her laptop. A portion of the wall was covered with images, locations, occurrences, accidents, details of how the victims died, and of course, a map of Manila with varied directions. There you can see how and who her victims were. T
AMEIRA is on her way to the convenience store where she works. Everything you need for your home is already there, such as food, materials, and paint. Her hands were in her pockets as she headed to work. She wore a long black cloak, which she used to wear so that she would not be recognized. Maybe she didn't want anyone to recognize her identity because her beauty undeniably grabs attention, she doesn't know why. Her eyes were just focused on her feet, and her face was expressionless. Many convenient stores, such as the sari-sari store and food stalls, have already opened, and many individuals were getting ready for work and were now opening their shops. There is also not only one convenience store, but a plethora of food businesses in this area. There are some that are even bigger than the convenience store where she works. Ameira looked up when she saw the store owner, a middle-aged woman, opening the convenience store where she worked. She ran quickly to help her. "Good morning
It is past six in the evening when Ameira finishes her four jobs. She has different jobs. Initially, at Aling Lordes' store which is a convenience store, second, at a fast-food chain as a dishwasher, third, as a sidewalk clothes seller, and fourth, as a dog sitter. All her part-time jobs are in the same city, but on different streets where there are only a few rides or walks to get to them. "One order of pares, please," she said to the man who owns Pares-Pares. She sat in an empty seat and waited for her order. While waiting for her food, she swept her eyes over the place. The lights at each stall are brightly colored, as are the lights in the shops and other structures that surround the entire Makati area. There was a commotion around like at a market. "Here's your order," said the female waitress who was wearing a dress that she usually wears. They don't have a dress code or anything, unlike the other expensive restaurants. Ameira nodded and thanked her, then she started eat
AMEIRA was lying silently on the sofa while listening to a song.Unwell by Matchbox Twenty, her favorite.All day staring at the ceilingMaking friends with shadows on my wallAll night hearing voices telling meThat I should get some sleepHer house is very quiet. She is dazed and hidden in the dark. There is no one to talk to, only the furniture she has. But she was quieter, often keeping her mouth shut and staring at the ceiling.Darkness and silence.It envelops her whole system and life.Feels sick but what can she do to ease it?No matter how hard she tried to leave and forget the things that had hurt her, it only dragged her back to her prison. That's why she let it go and just accepted her fate—until she got used to it.She finds comfort in the silence, making her feel at ease after everything she has gone through.There are many kinds of silence.There's this type of silence that all you could hear was the ticking of the clock and every water drop coming from the bathroom and
"What is this commotion all about? And—why are you laughing so loudly, Kendrick? Are you being naughty again?" A skinny white woman blurted in while holding a tray of food. She's wearing a white jumpsuit and her long chocolate hair is in a clean bun. With a heart-shaped face, thick eyebrows, long thick lashes, pointed nose, and pouty small lips, she's undeniably gorgeous. "Nothing, Ms. Zebina. I'm just laughing at this kid," Kendrick said, still not stopping to giggle. "Every time she speaks, she sounds too cold. It's like you'd need a lot of blankets because of how cold she is, and then she blushes at the question, "have you eaten?" His face almost turned red because he was laughing too much. Ameira clenched her fists, ready to blow this man's face right now. Aleja noticed the sudden change in Ameira's mood so he tapped Kendrick on the shoulder. "Stop it," he coldly commanded him. "Isn't this funny, bro? Damn, when she avoids us it's like she doesn't know us. Then, every time we
DENVO MONTEVALLO is happily hanging out in a private and exclusive room at the Paradise Club, with four beautiful women he has paid to entertain him. He is with his right hand, Enrique Morales, who is his assistant in everything and the person he trusts the most. They were still wearing office clothes, and it didn't bother them since he was the CEO of Montevallo Corp after all. So, it's not a big deal if he misses his meetings and doesn't show up for work. His mother, the chairman of the board, is there to do the work. His mother also takes care of everything about the business, and he? Of course, there is nothing to do but waste their money. It was just a coin for him and his mother. They had more than a trillion dollars in the bank, not including all the wealth left by his late father-in-law. He doesn't care about the old man. It's a lucky thing that he's dead. He doesn't have any problems anymore because when the old man was still alive, only sermons and comparisons were heard
After leaving the private area where she talked to Denvo, SAMARA was catching her breath while holding her chest. Her heart was beating so fast that until now, her knees were still shaking with fear and shock. She couldn't believe how fierce that demon was. After riding an elevator, she reached the third floor of the building and walked in a hurry to her office. She must calm herself down and call Aleja to tell him about what they talked about. She sat on her swivel chair as soon as she reached her office. She grabbed her iPhone X from the drawer, searched for Aleja's number, and called him. Her hands kept shaking after seeing that scene. She couldn't believe that devil! He's a fucking beast! It took minutes before Aleja answered her call. [Samara, have you met him already? Did everything go smoothly?]” Aleja asked. Samara shook her head as if Aleja would see it. "Y-yes, and no. I did meet him, but he burst out in anger when I ruined the contract. H-he knows that I ruined the
Episode 26.3: Continuation the last part... Ameira put her ear to the cell door and listened to her. "No. This is not true. Everything that happened was just a dream. Right. I'm just dreaming. I just need to wake myself up. Not everything is real. That's right. Let's wake up from these dreams now. They have already died, and I am already done with my revenge. I can start over with my life." That's the phrase she keeps mumbling to herself.The same goes for the two criminals. In spite of her best efforts, she is unable to talk to them normally, as if they have gone insane. She was about to leave since she already got what she wanted, but one of them said something that made her freeze at her place."Ameira. The name of the woman who gave us the medicine is not human, but our greed. She's our demon side." She slowly turned her head to the side, looking at the rusty iron door."What did you say?" She asked unimaginably, almost dropping her jaw."She's going to come to us and kill us all
A N H O U R L A T E R.Casya and Derek have already left after sharing some information and discussing the cases they have been investigating for years now. Only she and Tony were left in the hideout, and it's not new. It is so close to the point that Tony and she can't live without each other.Ameira was the one who was maintaining their medicine so they wouldn't lose their minds, and she was also the one who made Tony's candies. If he doesn't take it even for a day, he will lose himself. The same goes for Casya and Derek, yet for her, she never takes medication at all. She's just solving it by herself and has to cope with her situation.Her and her friends, yes. Secretly, deep in her heart, they are important to her cause; after all, they have known each other for years now. They help her solve crimes so she can find a lead to Mr. Alejandro's murderer. Outside, her friends have their own lives, in which Ameira never intervenes, but while they are here, she's in command.She was busy
Episode 26: Continuation... "Wait!—Did we hear it right? Did Ameira just laugh?" Derek couldn't believe what they heard; his eyes widened unbelievably while he grinned."No. It was amazing to hear her laugh for the first time in history. Wait! I'm gonna grab my phone to record this moment—Ouch! That hurts Casya! What's that for?!" He growled when Casya hit his head so hard."Stop it," she scolded."Why? It is wrong—""Let's go to business. Let's see what information everyone has gathered about the murder case." She gets down to business with her usual look of being as cold as ever, walking towards the long table. She drew the chair to the center of the table and sat down. The three followed her, and they started sharing information about what they had found, and the clues left at the scene."As you can see, on the bodies of the victims, there was no forceful injury on them or any wounds, and even in the autopsy, they did not find anything on their bodies, and according to the report,
Warning: This chapter contains violent and sexual content and is not suitable for those readers. Episode 26: A, C, D, E “This really looks like suicide. Like in previous cases, there was no sign of harassment or murder. I’m afraid we won't ever find any leads about those dead bodies, and now another cold case has occurred. The plaintiffs have already pleaded guilty, and the victims' families want them dead too. So there is no way they can escape.” She examined their bodies one by one as she took pictures. Her thoughts wander, and she wonders if they truly committed suicide out of guilt. It's too suspicious. She remembered when she visited and investigated them personally. When she also watched the recording where they monitored those sinners inside the jail, they seemed to be dreaming.They thought those events were just a dream and none of them were real; even the jail they are staying in is only in their dreams because, in reality, they are innocent and have never been there at the
Ameira was about to leave and just ignore them, but her team leader blocked her way. She looked up to meet his eyes and saw his snobbish face. 'What with his attitude? Tss. Forget it. I don’t have time to bicker with him," she whispered to herself in the back of her head. She was about to walk on the other side when he blocked it again. She sighed between her nose and her mouth. “Do I know you?” she asked in a low tone.“Stop your act, Ameira. I told you; you can fool anyone but not me. You can change your face, but your eyes cannot lie. Next time you disguise yourself, try to cover your eyes as well. You aren’t good at all,” he hissed.Ameira wasn’t bothered at all by him, despite having revealed her real identity. No matter what disguise she wears, she will be discovered because, as the saying goes, there are no secrets that are never revealed. She walked by and passed him. She’s too lazy to quarrel with him, and not to mention she needed to investigate the three suspects' deaths. T
“Primary care?” Ameira crinkled her forehead upon reading the words written on the notepad. She looked up to see the name of the department. She scoffed. "Are they fooling me?" she bitterly asked at the back of her head. Do they want her to work in this department? Do they even know she hates crowded people and is surrounded by sick patients?She was about to step back to leave, but before she could make any movement, the tinted glass door opened and called her. Ameira left no choice but to turn around and stare at the person in front of her."I told you you'd need my assistance." Aleja was smirking, saying those words, staring at him with that annoying look. “Come in,” he added before walking towards his workplace.She took a deep sigh. "This old man is really persistent, isn’t he?" she asked, rolling her eyes. The more this old man showed her interest, the more Ameira wanted to avoid him. With this kind of act, he is definitely up to something.When he saw her still standing outside
AMEIRA stared at the upper corner of a frameless glass door where it was written that the owner of this office is the hospital director. A young nurse wearing a blue uniform approached her and asked, “Excuse me, Miss. Do you have any appointments with the director? I mean, I’ve been watching you this whole time and you don’t even speak or tell me what brings you here. Therefore, I was wondering if you have business here. I’m afraid I might call a guard to escort you out. This place is strictly prohibited and you might scare the patients. ""Sorry to disturb you, I’m looking for the General Services Department to apply as a cleaner. I’m lost. Can you point me the way? " Ameira answered directly, looking her straight in the eyes.“You already passed it. It’s on the second floor in the left corner. You will find it there, " the young nurse pointed out.Ameira nodded, despite knowing which floor it was. She’s on the tenth floor, where she intends to meet with the director of the hospital
Episode 25: Investigation. Ameira was silently watching Dainiel, the young woman who jumped off the rooftop and was saved by an air cushion. The patient was peacefully sleeping in bed and a dextrose was injected into her right hand and, according to her beauty standards, she just had a normal face. An average beauty.“Here, eat some more, father.” Her gaze shifted to the young man and an old man who was feeding his father. Since they weren't the only ones in the room, eight of the patients were confined. This is probably because it was a public place and more crowded, unlike the private and VIP rooms. When the patient awoke later, Ameira glanced at her as she moved forward to the patient and heard her moving and soft gaps. She had her usual cold face and both hands in her pocket. "I see you're awake," Ameira said. The patient softly coughed and slowly opened her eyes as she looked at her. “You haven’t left?” she asks in a low tone. Ameira nodded. “How’s your feeling? Do you fee
Ameira didn’t stop her because she wanted her to figure out for herself if that’s what she really wanted by jumping off the tall building. Her phone rang. In an instant, she grabbed her phone from inside her pants pocket. When she saw the unfamiliar number, her forehead knitted and she slid to pick up the call. She waited for the caller to speak, but her eyes grew wide as she quickly stood up and became alerted to her surroundings.Her eyes roamed the area where she was standing in search of the person who was in the other line. "You saved someone this time. I wonder if you could still save someone again." The caller's voice was deep like this person came from hell, and so Ameira already knew this person was using a voice changer to hide his/her identity.“Who are you? What do you want from me?” she asked in a deep tone. [Don’t rush. We will be there soon. The game has just started. So, if you wanna find me. Be part of my game, Snake. Let’s play hide and seek. You are the bet and I