SISTER IN LAW novel Chapter 23

Welcome to Ilocos Norte!

I read in my mind when I looked out the window of the bus I was riding in.

I left Fred, at the hostel we rented in Baguio.

Because I can't sleep well, my worries don't want to put me to sleep. That's why I decided to go first without him, to ride a bus at this time of night, because I also do not know how I will react when he wakes up, especially we will still have a long way trip together. Fortunately, the weather gotten good, because by the time I left, the sky had cleared. But of course it's still dark because it's night; it's a good thing that there was still a bus that time.

Maybe, repentance and fear of the mistakes I made are already hitting me.

Yes! I already accepted to myself, I am a bad bitch for sleeping with my sister's husband.

To enjoy every sexy moment we shared.

To claim him as mine in every intercourse we have.

But no matter how I tightly put to my mind that I was just doing this things right, I still felt apprehensive about it. But she- they were the first one to hurt me, my supposedly be husband now, cheated on me with my older sister. They cheated on me - he slept with my sister the very night before our scheduled wedding.

They planned to use me, to take advantage of my love for him to take all of me –all things that I owned. But they were unlucky because I also caught them in their own lustful acts.

But I'm confused now, because it's not right anymore ... I don't feel it right anymore –my growing feelings for him, to the person I am using for my revenge, it's not in my plans, I don't like this emotion, it will only betray me and hurt me when this emotion won't stop growing in my heart.

But I can't stop now; I have to make Diana feel the pain that is still here to me, the pain that Daniel and she caused throughout my system. The weight of these emotions are already too heavy to handle anymore, I want to transfer to them the knife they stabbed in my heart, that whatever I pull away, whatever I tried to pull it out, it doesn't removed. It's killing me slowly; it kills the rest of my love for them, the rest of my good self. I already said it before, that I had no hope of recovering from the pain caused by what I considered a good sister.

I am full of anger and revenge, so that's right ... the word love has no place in my heart. I will never ever feel that kind of soft emotion, again.

Cause love will be just a foolish thing for me, from now on!

So I really decided, I need to end this. I need to do what is already planned. I need to actually do it so that maybe the pain will gradually disappear...

--but will it ever disappear?