k A B A N A T A 5:

"I-I don't know ... Nay Selma, I don't know." I moaned in response, holding the old man's hand while kneeling, begging.

"Jusmiyo! What are you going to do now-"

"She'll be sent to the basementhe took the life of the eldest son of the de LaVien! A blasphemy! "

To my surprise, I turned to the source of that cold voice. Theressa Klaus. A middle age woman. He is in charge of the entire mansion, whether Don and Doña are there or not. he is in charge of everything here. Cook, maid, driver, gardener even the butlers. He is the one who has the right to throw a person in the basement when it is guilty.

Everyone bowed as it entered the room.

I shuddered as my tears continued to flow.

"I'm telling the t-truth. I didn't do that, I can't g-do that thing-"

"But you've done it. Even if you say you didn't mean to, it's already happened. You're a threat. Bring her to the basement." Command it to a guard.

I struggled hard and violently gripped it. But no matter how hard I tried, my weak body had no fight with their strong and big bodies.

I hugged my own knee, while tears continued to flow into my eyes. savoring the cold floor and the dark atmosphere.

I do not know.

I do not know.

If only ... I hope I didn't do that, I hope I'm not in this situation now. I hope Señorito Mour did not perish.

Scary. The darkness that enveloped the entire room was frightening. there was very little light and it was still far away. No food ... No water.

I never fully imagined that with that one mistake, this would be my destiny.

I don’t know how many more minutes or hours I spent there, but I just woke up because of the noise coming from above.

"You're awake. Maam Theresa said, you're going to be here another week because of the attempt you made on the de LaVien's eldest son." Reply by Marie, one of the housemates.

"Oh here, food." He angrily laid the tray on the floor.

"M-Marie." I fail to call him. It turned to me and raised an eyebrow at me.

"T-water ..."

"I forgot. Oh hey, I'm leaving. It's too dark here."

I just gasped.

All of this, happened because of my negligence. So ... So you should be mine.

I'm sorry,

señorito.

It’s my third day here downstairs and I received an unexpected order.

"You'll be free now." I was shocked to look up at the speaker.

"T-really?"

"Hmm. But you have to go straight to the Library." I immediately nodded.

"I'll clean it properly-"

"Not cleaning anh you're going there." I was slightly surprised by what I found out.

"Señorito Mour wants to talk to you."

I felt stiffness all over my body because of what I heard.

"I won't be surprised if tomorrow, you're not here ... Janna."

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