Ember
My heart thumped at her words, didn't he say this woman was his gardener, but why do I feel like she knew things, things I could never have imagined as she had stated.
A shiver ran down my spine at her words, and this time I couldn't muster a smile knowing well that I couldn't deny catching the dangerous signs over time, but the impression that he was a kind person had erased that thought.
However, now that it was being uprooted by Mariam who had nonchalantly resumed plucking the leaves,
I couldn't help touching her arm, her gaze thereby turned to me frowning, “Tell me, what do you mean by he's dangerous… please tell me something, do not keep me in the dark.”
“Who am I? I'm just his gardener not his human diary, even though I've been working for him more than twenty years I h
