MAMA KNOWS. I quickly changed my clothes and no longer paid my exhaustion any mind. I will leave my suitcase here. I will take it to my room when they are all asleep later. Why does my room have to be on the third floor when it can be on the second floor?
However, there's a lift installed a couple of years ago, and that's what I will use later. I can't lift everything up the stairs by myself unless I do it, bit by bit. That would be a lot of work. So, forget it.
I slowly went up the stairs to my room. Except for a few maids whose dusting was endless, no one else was wandering or straggling around the palace. It was quiet. I already miss how noisy Abigail can be at home, and I especially miss the smell of Nanay Maria's cooking.
Rice cakes. I remember my epic fail with the Maja Blanca ag
