HURT BY HER BLOODLINE

Imelda glanced at her brother, but he looked away pretending not to see her again. She heaved a big sigh and then transfixed her palm on her waist.

For over thirty seconds , none among the three could say a word to break up the silence. They all stood beside each other speechless.

" Now tell me young lady, how the heck did your parents get that stuff on your neck ? Is there any other way in exception of tieing it… ? ", Imelda threw the question at Maricar curiously

Maricar stretched her lips while her face were bent low. " I've already told you...