MALIYAH POV (THE RETURN) The memories rushing in my mind were unbearable. I remember every single detail of my experience. Traumatizing, haunting like a ghost that is seeking justice. As the pain starts, then hatred follows. Then a question pops up in my head. Is vengeance necessary to get my justice? But an image of a dying boy who helped me escape was haunting my peace. Blood flowed on his mouth, a tear in his beautiful eyes as he closed them, and everything was back in my reverie. How would I get my justice? Then an image of him appeared in front of me. He looked at me with sympathy, longing, fear, and anticipation. Mixed emotions were all over his handsome face. "Maliyah!" as he called out my name, it was the sweetest yet. There is a frightened tone in it. Oh, I missed those dark blue, green eyes I always adored. But something wasn't right. Memories are dashing to my mind, and I can't process any of them. "Tu—big, please." Malat ang boses kong hingi sa kanya. Agad itong tumalim
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