With my father dead, the people rejoiced. Mickey was their champion. Even in jail, he was named as the country's hero. And Papa... Even in ashes, he was remembered as the monster whom my love beheaded.
That love soon turned into hate. Ang pagmamahal na iningatan at ipinagtanggol ko sa maraming tao, mga kaibigan ko at kapamilya... I defended Mickey's name and held on for so long only to be betrayed and get hurt. Sa huli, kahit anong pagtitiwala at pagmamahal ko, ako pa rin ang talo.
As I mourned, my hate grew. Bawat patak ng aking mga luhang pinababayaang bumuhos, palaki nang palaki ang galit ko. And... only I had myself to blame for it. Naririto na ako, bukas na bukas ang mga mata, ngunit pinaabot ko pa sa puntong kailangang mawasak ang aking puso... Para lamang maniwala, para lamang mag
