Epilogue
ELVIS VLADIMIER
I was on my way home when I noticed a car following me. I hadn’t realized it at first. I rubbed the bridge of my nose, trying to calm myself. I couldn’t tell dad about this, he’d just get worried and hire another bodyguard again.
Pero kahit ano’ng klaseng pagtatago pa, malalaman at malalaman pa rin niya. Laging nakabantay sa akin, saan man ako magpunta.
“Go with us, Elvis. Ikaw na ang bahalang pumili ng magiging bodyguard mo,” sabi niya, labag sa kalooban ko iyon. Ayokong may bantay na palaging nakabuntot sa ’kin.
Pero ano ang magagawa ko? Mas makapangyarihan si dad, at dapat lang ako sumunod sa kaniya.
Masunuring anak. Yeah right.
One of my reasons is what happened to my grandmother. We trusted someone to protect our family, but that trust only brought pa
