“Ligaya?”
I shrugged my shoulders. What can you do in the 1800s? They have no TV here, books were either about religion or something else I would always yawn at. Well, there were plays but still about religion, the Spaniards made sure that Catholicism was shoved down our throats.
I stared back at Aurelio, eyes waiting for a reply. Suddenly, an out-of-this-world idea came to my mind. I gripped at Aurelio’s arm and dragged him down the stares.
“Hey! Wait!” His legs like noodles trying to keep up with my brisk pace, almost like I was gliding down the stairs. The servant cast a questioning look on his face, tilting his head slightly and muttering a small chuckle as he swung the door open. I mouthed a thank-you right before we emerged into the busy streets of Intramuros.
But, we sto
