"Can I come in already? I want to see her." Louise asked for permission.Anastasia thinks a little and decided to allow her already. She's been worried since earlier and stress is not really good for the baby. "Yes you can. But refrain from moving her or if she wakes up–dont let her make any movements. Her stitches might open and we're back to square one if that happens." She reminded and the actress thanked her before running inside the room."How did you do that?" Senior Philip asked. Curiosity and amazement was evident in his eyes."As far as I know, you dont know anything related to that field Lady Doreen." Earl Nicholas added. "And the Garcia's are well known as a business men and women. Its far from the medical field." Scholar Francis said with uncertainty.Anastasia sigh and closed her eyes tiredly. The operation tires her out entirely–both physically and mentally. She doesn't have any left energy to answer their questions.She's aware that once she comes out on that room, they
As expected, something really changes between them...Awkward.Anastasia was facing the other side while the other one was facing the other direction. Both dont know what to say.The moment that the prince let go of her, Anastasia immediately turn her back at him to hide the flustered and embarrassed expression on her face.But can you blame her? They kissed! They actually kissed! And it doesn't help the fact that Anastasia can still feel the lingering touch of his lips against her, making her cheeks burned even more."Hey...please say something atleast. You're making me anxious here." She heard the other said. "Just tell me if I misjudge your actions or I did something wrong–""Are you nuts? Im the one who kiss you first." Anastasia cuts him off. But she said those words still on her back."That's why Im confuse on why are you turning your back at me. Did I did something wrong?" Alistair said and turned to face her back. Anastasia can feel the worry in his voice, and its starting to m
"W-what..." Anastasia covers her mouth unconsciously with her both hands– her mind instantly blanks out."That's it! We are all gonna die here!" Senior Philip shouted that echoes around the hallway. Both of his hand was placed on the both side of his head, griping his hair furiously. He looks like he was about to lose his mind already."Senior Philip...calm down. Nothing will happen if you started to act that way and make a fuss about this." Madame Leticia commented, voice irritated."How can I calm down?! The murderer is killing us one by one! The culprit will obviously finish us all here! No one will be left out!" He shouted. "If I know that this will happened, I shouldn't have attended the party in the first place." He whispered in frustration."All of us didn't expect this to happen Senior Philip. So if I were you, calm your ass down if you dont want to be the next person who's covered in blood, lifeless." Lord Gilbert said, surprisingly calm given their situation.Meanwhile, Anast
"Louise?" Anastasia called as she knocks on the wooden door three times.It only takes a brief seconds before the door went open, revealing the actress with a dark bags under her eyes. She looks tired and restless."Hey are you okay?" Anastasia asked in concern. "You shouldn't be looking like that specially with your condition." She said or more likely nag at her. But Louise just deeply sighed but still opened the door to let them in, which they did."I cant help it. I cant sleep. Im too worried about everything to the point that I cant even have a nap or even just a blink." She said, completely looking so stress."No, you shouldn't be stressing yourself out. Its not good for the baby." Anastasia said."I know, but the situation is starting to get hopeless. And you know Im not only worried about myself but on this little one on my stomach. I still want this baby to grow up and have a future...even if his/her father was not with us anymore." Louise said weakly. "I dont want this tragedy
"What is this? How come it was gone?" Alistair asked in confusion."Maybe the maids wiped it out accidentally? That's why it was erased." Anastasia suggests. "Remember? they always clean the rooms daily." She added."Maybe. Should we ask them?" He said."We should. But for now, I suggest to roam around the library first." Anastasia said. "We have the chance now.""Yeah." He agreed.They separate ways again to search around the room, this time they're not in rush and they have all the time. Anastasia made sure to check every details of the room, including the equipments, the books, the furnitures– everything."Found something?" Alistair asked when they met in the middle.Anastasia sigh in dissappointment before shaking her head. "No. Nothing at all.""Same." The prince said, matching her tone of dissappointment. "We should go." "Yeah." Anastasia agreed.But before they can completely leave, Anastasia made a last glance on the room. She didn't know... but she feel unsettled. She feel
"Doreen are you sure?" Alistair whispered beside her."I am! So start moving now before he can kill another person!" She shouted in rage.But no one made a move, even the servants who looks between– shock and uncertain with her sudden outburst."Doreen, I understand your anger right now– after what happened to Lord Gilbert... but you cant just point on someon–""No! Listen to me! Its the Scholar! I knew it! Scholar Francis is the culprit!" She said in insistent, still shouting at everyone.She knows she's throwing a tantrums right now. She knows she cant convince everyone if she was acting this way. And she's perfectly aware that no one will believe her if she doesn't show them any basis– or maybe an explanation on why is she accusing the scholar as the murderer. But no, you cant blame her. Because she already have enough. "Then give us an evidence and we will make a move!" The prince said, unconsciously raising his voice at the lady."I dont have! I just knew it!""Then we cant make
Anastasia tried to adjust her sight on her surroundings. Where I am? She asked to herself.Then she remember what happened to the library, to the scholar, the gun, the prince and then..."Alistair? Alistair are you here?" She asked while searching left and right. Her voice just echoes around the place but there's no response to be heard. "Alistair!" She tries again, shouting his name this time, and when there's still no response, she's about to start panicking when someone tap her back."I-im here." Someone said from behind.She turned around and saw the prince, his hands and feet are tied together with a chain. Then she's about to move closer to him when she notice that she was indeed– also tied with a chain. The chains was refraining her to do any movements."Alistair." She called again. "Thank god you're fine." She said in relief."I can say the same." He said in a smile and relief.They both stared at each other until Anastasia suddenly bursts into tears."I-im sorry..." She said
Francis Guevera. A blacksmith and a maid son. He grew up knowing how cruel is the world is. Became aware of how life is a bitch at the age of five. His family abandoned him at a young age and became an orphan at ten. He cant clearly understand why he went from staying at a warm home with his parents– but not wealthy, and in one moment being abandoned at a rundown orphanage in the next.He wont forgive his parents for abandoning him like an animal.He let his rage cloud his mind. So he did what anyone would do on his position, he raised hell to every people around him. He close his heart, with so much padlock around and wouldn't let anyone in– too afraid someone would hurt him again. It didn't take much for the orphanage management to throw him away because of his poor attitude. He's so furious after that.Francis tried to raised himself, trusting his gut and instinct more that anything else. He has no home to be called. He was alone, cold and lonely.Until someone offers him a helping