Revenge Rises When the Apron Falls

“Congratulations, Attorney Galvez.” I smiled at atty.Raegan Ignacio. He's one of our contract lawyers here. "I see that you're really a highly skilled lawyer who knows how to make an evidence suppressed in court. You really amazes me."

“Thank you, attorney.” I replied. He was also present in the court earlier to watch the final trial of my client. I just got my client acquitted, and by that, I had to overwork myself preparing for trials and cross examinations, motions and too much stress.

Dang, I feel so tired. I just want to go home to my son so I excused myself politely for I still have personal things to do.

When I got into my old SUV in the parking area, I immediately dialed Yana’s number.

“Ciao!” she greeted lively. “So, how did the trial goes? did you won? Tell me you did!”

I smiled. “I did..”

“Gosh! You haven’t lose a trial before! I’m so proud of you!”

I felt my heart flattered hearing her voice again. She’s been my best friend since then. Though I’m six years older than her, we became really close because I was her tutor in political science when I was in law school.

“Thanks, how are you?” I asked. She’s now in Palawan and I haven’t seen her for two years because her parents prohibits her from leaving there.

“I am very fine, Celine. Aries is taking care of me, so you don’t have to worry. Worry about the father of your son who doesn’t have any idea that you have a child!” She laughed as if she’s finding it funny. Well, it somewhat turns out like that.

We talked for some minutes while I drive my way home. We are now staying here at La Cuevas with my son, Cohen. He’s in the apartment that I rented and we’ve been staying there for eight months already.

I decided to move here with my son because he’s been bugging me about his father. I actually thought of telling him that his father’s dead, but my conscience won’t allow it. Now, we’re here waiting for a good time to introduce them to each other.

I’m sure he’s now a successfull surgeon. He’s always been on the top of his class back then. He can even outstand anyone in medschool without even trying. He’s just so good at everything.

I heard my phone rang again so I reached for it quickly. I saw Kyo’s name on the screen. He’s a college student and the only person that I trust here with my son. He takes care of Cohen when I’m not around, and I pay half of his school expenses in return. He lives alone next door from our home.

“Celine! Where are you? Something bad happened to Cohen!” I heard his voice shaking on the other line. I automatically felt shivers all around my body. My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I started to panic.

“What?! hat happened to Cohen?! Kyo, what happened to my son?!” I exclaimed looking at the hanged rosary on my rearview mirror. God, I have a bad feeling about this.

“He was shot! Cohen was shot!—” I suddenly lost it. I mindlessly stepped on the break and my head hit the steering wheel.

“Ah.. shit,” I felt pain all over my head. My temples are throbbing and my heart’s about to explode from too much fear.

“—where here at the LCDH.. Celine? Celine what happened?!”

I heard the beeping sound of the cars behind me. Thankfully, I’m still conscious and nothing worst happened to me. Except from blood running out of my forehead, I don’t care. My son was fucking shot. Oh God, Cohen!

I immediately pulled around my car and drove my way to LCDH. I prayed and prayed while driving. Lot’s of possibilities went on my mind and for the stress that I’ve got these past few days, I feel like my mind’s about to crash.

When I reached the hospital, I asked the nurse. “Is there a gun patient here? H-he’s a child, and it just happened a while ago.” I couldn’t even recognize my trembling voice.

“Yes ma’am, you just came after him. He’s now being transferred to the OR.” I ran to the elevator and pressed the floor for the OR.