49: Different Intensity

"We're at the mansion, Mang Lucio," said Sage and guided me away. He put his hand on my waist. I drifted away, wanting to get away from the curious eyes of the people there. But we hadn't gone far when the woman chased us.

"I will heal your wound so I can recover," he said softly. But her eyes are telling me she has another motive for offering that. I pursed my lips.

"Not anymore, Kara. Excuse us," Sage said coldly.

The mansion's exterior looks old, giving an ancient vibes. Its garden is extensive and the bermuda seems to always be taken care of. Just in front of it, a wide corn plantation lies. I wonder when did this mansion was built. Was it during her grandmother's time? Or is it older?

Entering, the marble floor greeted us. On the hall, a huge and old fashioned chandelier is hanging at the center. The walls are cream colored. There is a large portrait of a couple in the middle. Probably it's his grandmother and grandfather. I assumed it was taken on t