Chapter Twenty-One
Intruder
|Maria|
I AM noticing something. Maybe no one will tell me about it, but I know somehow that something is happening right now. But I couldn't tell what is it.
I let out a deep sigh and put down the cup of tea I am holding at the top of the table. Then I lean my back to the chair I am sitting. I looked up above and saw the little vines crawling on the glass roof of the gazebo. But it's not a hindrance seeing the clear sky. Hmm. I could tell that there's a small chance of raining.
I am currently at the rear side of the mansion of the Tudor. Sitting at a complete set of chair and tables in a glass gazebo. I closed my eyes as I feel the surroundings. I could hear the waves of the ocean, slamming on the cliffside formations and the cold breeze of salty air.
