ALICE
I gulped in hard, trying to let go of the uneasiness and uncertainty building in my system once again. The confined walls of my bedroom are not an ideal place for me to unlock what is there within the small box. So I take that artifact with me and go out on the balcony and, sitting on the couch, I unlock the box ajar on the table.
The key unlocked the small box containing an envelope. The words written on the outside of it send me chills down the spine.
“CONFIDENTIAL”.
‘What must be there within that was kept hidden until this day? Why did the orphanage authorities hide this box even when they could give it to me the day I left there?’
My hands are trembling in fear. The wooden box is wide open in front of me and its woody smell is telling me that whatever is in front of me is
