17

Gabriella

Another sob came out of my mouth when my mother throws the phone in the coffee table. She had been contacting our men to locate my father’s whereabouts but there is no useful information about him. Mother sneaked in my direction; both of her hands grabbed my shoulders.

“ What did your father tell you? Do you really not know where he is?!” Her voice was forceful and for a second, I was afraid she’ll hurt me if only the stranger didn’t caught her hands midway from slapping me. “ Let me go! This brat did nothing but to bring bad omen in the house!”

“ Felicia!” The stranger protested, still stopping my mom from killing the shit out of me. I can feel her rage overflowing as she glared in my direction. My cries only made everything a mess for I cannot erase my father’s scream at the back of my mind.

She rushed towards me. “ Tell me you’re lying! Did..” Her voice fell into despair. “ Did you really not know what’s happening to your father?”

“ Mom!” I shouted, shaking my head. “ You