Third Person

As soon as Daphnie entered the rest house in Batangas, her voice echoed through the living room, sharp and full of disdain.

“I hate you, Mommy! I really can’t take it anymore. The shame you’ve caused me is unbearable!”

Her mother only let out a short, mocking laugh.

“Why didn’t you try harder? You’re in the room, you had every chance, and you still failed, baby girl. You and Eunice are just the same—useless.”

“Mom, please!” Daphnie pleaded, trembling ...