Jercie
The hallway leading to my father's workroom was silent--almost airless.
No other sound could be heard aside from heavy, forced footsteps.
By the time we reached the workroom, Dad had already gone in. When we followed, the hidden door to his secret room was already open--as if it had been waiting for us.
"What is this place, Abdiel?!" Nagpupumiglas na sigaw ni Estelle habang pinipilit siyang ipasok sa loob ng mga nakahawak sa kanya.
She struggled, but her steps still landed on the cold, polished floor--like someone being dragged toward the judgment they never thought would come.
Si Aljon naman ay tahimik, palipat-lipat ang paningin sa bawat pader, halatang sinusuri ang silid.
Mukhang walang ideya ang mag-ina tungkol sa lugar na ito. Guess my father hid it from them very well.
