BEFORE leaving the campus that day, I made sure to get all the books and supplies that I needed for my classes. I couldn't hide my excitement as I opened each of the books.
My happiness dissipated when I saw the books I wrote on the shelves of the bookstore. Almost a year after the last book came out, it’s still in the bestseller list. I consider those best my best work, and the public will not even know that I was the one who wrote them.
I couldn’t help but feel resentment towards Froilan and even Ms. Roberts. Why can’t she just write her own books? She used to do so. But then again, it is possible that she actually didn’t write those books that I grew up reading. Working as a ghostwriter for three years has opened my eyes to this possibility.
I feel bad for those people who actually d
