Rapha Jireh Lejano's POV

It's been three days since my Grandma's funeral ended. I stare at the girl, she is sitting on a chair here inside the library. She doesn't have anyone beside her. I think she doesn't have a friend? Is she an outcast? She's peacefully reading a book I can't see perfectly what title it is but It's thick maybe it's not an educational and I think its a novel book.

At her age I know she's fond of those romantic books. Well, who can say no to a romance story? She's busy reading the book and she didn't notice my deadly glare at her. She sniffed, I...