(JASMIN)
They said: believe what your guts tell you. But the pit of my stomach told me many things felt wrong.
And my guts were right…
One afternoon, I overheard a conversation I wasn't allowed to hear.
"Not even a body is recovered until now?" a faint voice asked.
The other voice hushed for the other to speak quieter, "we still don't know what happened to Master Rhio. Don't assume things up."
"We don't even know if he's really kidnapped. No ransom is being asked…"
"I heard they received lots of-" the maid's eyes widened when she saw me, "Miss Jasmin!"
The other maids she was talking to also sprung in alarm, each holding their mouths for spilling the secret that wasn't meant to reach me.
I was speechless.
Overwhelmed.
I want to ask some more about it but my feet took me back to my room, to the comfort of Sya's chest when I saw her enter.
My tears flowed abundantly.