GREGORIO opened the door of his room slightly but saw nothing. Maybe it was just the rustling of the trees outside his mansion caused by the heavy rain with the strong wind.
"OUCH!" Alyssa's complaint. Maggie was sitting on the floor while squeezing her right foot. As she glanced into the artist's room as she walked, she stepped on, one of Maggie's feet causing her to fall. "Just massage slowly, because it hurts."
"You don't even look at what you're stepping on, then you're still looking at Sir's room," Maggie told her as she applied ointment to her foot. "It's a good thing you're not crippled."
"Are you sure? Why does it hurt?" Alyssa asked one question after another. She winced, every time Maggie's palm caressed her foot.
"I didn't see any bones come out of your foot!" Maggie replied
