"How the hell did you know that I am here? No, scratch that. What the f*ck are you doing here?" she asked while hugging her bag.
The innocence that I saw on her back when we were at the central park faded away. She was crying back then saying things like her boyfriend wanted her to do this and that. Right now, seeing her trying to steal things from the house of someone who is important to me, I now doubt that her story is true. Baka ginamit niya lang ako para malaman niya mung sino at saan ang bahay ng susunod na biktima niya. Maybe she was just trying to get informations from me the time we had a conversation.
"I should be the one to ask you that question. What are you doing here in manang Edna's house?" I asked as I get myself ready for a fight. Baka may dala siyang armas o kung ano na
