Later that evening, I was laying on the bed in a supine position, staring at the ceiling as though I was waiting for something to happen. The actual truth was that I was enjoying the peaceful moment that was the middle of the night. Everyone who usually did at that schedule had gone to sleep including the servants who normally worked during the day.
As I stared at the ceiling, I heard footsteps of people passing by my door every once in a while. I had forgotten about the nightly life at the Florentino Household and that the mansion was busy at every hour of the day. Eventually, I grew tired of looking up at the bland ceiling and turned to lay down on my side, facing the window. I sighed heavily as I looked at night sky through the sheet curtains in the room. The stars twinkled brightly i
