Chapter Twenty Four

Why did she have those marks?

"Miss Rae? Your apple juice is here..." Edith's nearing voice startled me.

Shit! She's coming here upstairs! I need to get out of this room before she can step up!

Putting the frames recklessly in its previous place, i hurriedly held the door and left the room. It created a creaky sound, kinda creepy but i think it's normal for an old wooden material.

"E-edith!" How dare i stammer?!

"Miss! Your juice is served..." She attended the tray of juice to me and slowly, her expression changed into a curious one. "What are you doing here, miss?"

"Oh. I was just... i thought i just saw something, turns out my eyes were fooling me around." I made an awkward chuckle. Hell, what kind of excuse is that?

"Is that so? I suggest you leave this space untouched." She politely turned her back with controlled steps ahead.

I frowned. "Huh? Why? I mean, what's so special about that space? Is it something forbidden?" I asked as i followed her with the juice on my hand.

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