Chapter Thirty Four
HINDI ako sigurado kung paano ako nakarating sa mansyon na buo at hindi nagagalusan. The stunt I pulled in the streets today should’ve been illegal. It was the first time I drove at a hundred kilometer per hour—totally hungover and absolutely enraged. A recipe for disaster.
To be honest, hindi ko alam kung anong inaasahan kong madadatnan ko sa mansyon. But I sure as hell know it wasn’t this.
Nang dumating ako’y natagpuan ko ang lahat sa garden. Apparently, they have set up a lunch date complete with the maids grilling steaks and a long table in the middle where they all sat talking and laughing as if this is just a regular sunny day.
As if wala silang sisiraing buhay today.
Goddammit.
Si Kuya Ace
