"Why do I feel like I have to go back to the Philippines?" Freya whispered before finally laying down on the bed. She was tired from the trip and had just arrived at the hotel she and Jacob would be staying at while they were in Florida. She kept staring at the white ceiling. She yawned. "Maybe it's okay if I sleep first," she murmured. When Freya closed her eyes, her cell phone suddenly rang loudly. She frowned. She didn't want to answer the call because she was so sleepy. She plopped down on the bed and then took a pillow to cover her ears. Finally, the call also ended. Freya smiled and was about to close her eyes but her cell phone rang again. "Bwisit!" Freya whispered loudly while closing her eyes. She counted in her mind. 'One, two, three, a–argh!' Freya frantically fumbled for her cell phone which she placed on the table next to her bed. She lazily opened it. She lay down. One of her eyes was closed while the other was open. She was about to answer the call when it suddenly ended. She went straight to the call logs. An unregistered number made the last call. Jacob's number is next. "Shít!" Freya exclaimed when her cell phone suddenly rang loudly. She frowned when she saw the unregistered number again earlier. "Who the hell is this?" she whispered. Freya thought for a few seconds whether to answer the call. 'Maybe he's just a scammer?' she thought. In the end, she decided to end the call to continue her interrupted sleep. She put her cell phone on silent mode. "When that number calls again later, I am going to call her or him back myself," Freya said before she completely closed her eyes. "Mommy! I miss you so much!" "Mommy! I love you so much! I will study hard so I can give you a good future!" "Mommy, look! I got another medal for you and I'm giving this to you for raising me well." "Mommy, answer your phone! I want to hear your voice!" Freya quickly turned around when she heard Yael's voice one after another. She was sweating profusely even though the air conditioner was on in the room. She was also panting as if she had run for miles. "Yael, son," Freya exclaimed. She looked at the clock. It had only been a few minutes since she had taken a nap. Freya absentmindedly walked towards the kitchen area. She immediately looked for the refrigerator to get some cold water. She quickly sipped the water from the small bottle which she found inside the fridge. She finished it with one drink. She was panting when she let go of the mineral bottled water. "Yael," Freya said. "I'm sorry son. Mommy doesn't visit you anymore. You took an effort to visit me in my dreams. Son, I miss you so much. Not a day goes by that you don't cross my mind. Don't worry son, I won't stop. Mommy will work hard until I give you the justice that you deserve." Freya again reached for the empty bottle of mineral water. She crumpled it. "I'm ready to get my hands dirty, just to get the justice I long for you, son." Freya turned in the direction of her room. She couldn't figure out why her legs seemed to be pulling her back to that room. She suddenly thought. "Who called me earlier?" she whispered. Freya threw the small water bottle she was holding into the trash. She walked towards the room. She immediately looked at her cell phone. She frowned when she saw that unregistered number calling again. "Son, did you wake me up because of this?" Freya whispered. She slowly answered the call. Her eyebrows met when no one spoke from the other line. "What a waste of tim—" ["Freya Oligario?"] Freya's eyes widened. That voice sounds so familiar to her. Little by little, the hairs on his arms rose. ["Freya, is that you?"] Freya dropped her cell phone and sat on the floor. Her eyes widened as she looked at the vivid screen of her cell phone. ["Freya, if you can hear me, speak up."] Freya closed her eyes tightly. She grabbed her head and shook it. The tragedy that she had tried to forget was suddenly remembered. She screamed loudly as her tears flowed. ["FREYA, WHAT'S GOING ON? WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING? WHERE ARE YOU? TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE AND I'LL COME TO YOU!"] 'No! This is not true! I'm just dreaming!' Freya's mind shouted. ["FREYA, SPEAK UP! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO YOU?"] Freya quickly covered her ears. Her vision is getting blurry but she can still clearly see the light from her cell phone. "Stop it! Your joke is quite alarming and unique!" Freya shouted. She hugged her legs. ["Freya..."] A cold wind seemed to embrace Freya. She couldn't understand why she suddenly became calm. Her hands were shaking as she reached for her cell phone. The caller still doesn't hang up. She stared at the number for a long time and didn't realize that she had already memorized it. "Who are you? Wh-why are you talking..." Freya stammered. ["Freya…my daugh…"] Freya dropped her cell phone. Her tears are still falling. She remembered her parents. She cries while watching Rhea and Ramil cry. She looked at her father who was being saved by her mother. Her tears flowed unceasingly in her eyes. The young Freya dreamed that the fire that was consuming their home would suddenly disappear. Her eyes widened when suddenly a thick wood fell in front of her parents. At the same time as she screamed, the young Jacob arrived. While struggling and screaming, her eyes passed a man standing not far away. He smiled while watching their situation. Freya suddenly came to her senses. She was shocked by what she discovered. She lost her mind that she was talking to someone on her cell phone. "Y-Ythan…M-Marcus?" she said in shock. ["Who? Freya, who is he?"] Freya's attention returned to her cell phone on the floor. She almost went crazy with what she found out at that time. "D-Dad...Dad R-Ramil...You…You are a-alive?" Freya's last words before she passed out completely.
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