I think she unwillingly did it.
She probably didn’t sleep the night before. And eat. Her boss said she sent a text message that morning confirming she was not going to work. Nobody knew what made her feel unwell. Probably because nobody asked or for that matter, cared to know.
Maybe there were thousands of things going on inside her head that time. Her family said she has a problem with a lover. They tried to console her but all she said was, “I don’t want to talk about it.” At exactly six in the morning, she told her parents she will go to Manila.
I imagine she had nowhere to go to.
When you travel for one and half weeks a few days before you just can’t afford to run away. Rush hour is just really bad in the metro. The trains are jump packed with people struggling to come to work. She was tired for sure but at that point, one just feels really lost.
I supposed she had no one to open it up with.
Her last words were not spoken, you know? It was written down on a piece of tissue paper. Like she just finally decided to carry it on. She was found the morning of July 19th by her apartment cleaner. According to the autopsy she died by bleeding through a gunshot wound in the head. A suppressed firearm was used, she died in silence. The last thing she may have heard was her own self gasping for air. She didn’t die right away. Living was just too much to bear but even in dying she had to suffer.
I wonder if she regretted her decision.