“Really?”
“Yes. And Angelica didn’t know anything! And apparently Eduardo lied about his business trip abroad. No business at all—just running from his debts.”
Perfect.
Angelica had chosen him over me.
Now she was finding out who he really was.
That night, I sat on the terrace staring at the stars. Ramon used to say stars were the souls of people who had lived full lives, watching their families from above.
If that was true, Ramon must be watching this whole plan unfold.
“Thank you, love,” I whispered. “For protecting me even after death.”
The next morning, Tito Jun called.
“Ma’am Rosa… your daughter just landed. She’s alone.”
So Eduardo stayed abroad. How fitting.
“Yes, I sent the letter. She should receive it today.”
And she did.
Aurora, the queen of barangay gossip, arrived breathless.
“Your daughter came home last night. She looked terrible—pale, swollen eyes like she cried the whole flight. And she didn’t have her keys. Had to ask the guard to let her in.”
