Lahat ng Kabanata ng I Saw You: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

She stretched out her hand. I ran to her. The ball of light behind her moved forward swallowing her fast. I grabbed her hand but I grasped nothing as the light vanished together with Gugu. I was a little too late. “She was just inches away from my fingertips,” I muttered pulling my hand on my chest. She was following me for eighteen years, protecting me, guiding me. She was the love that I didn’t see but I felt. I knelt on the ground sobbing. That day when I was sick, when she cooked porridge for me, it wasn’t a dream. “That day, she asked me to take care of you. Do you remember what I did at Bruce and Amara’s place? I cast the same spell to have her a temporary shell so she could take care of you when I couldn’t.” Grip showed up in front of me. He knelt in front of me grabbing my nape and embraced me tightly. “You are her mission, Serra, her flesh and blood,” he said brushing my hair. “You knew. All this time. Why didn’t you tell me? I haven’t got to say goodbye.” I tried pushing

“Home?” I repeated in question. Home. I lived from one orphanage to another. I didn’t really have a permanent place to stay. I was alone but wasn’t lonely. I didn’t have a shelter of my own but I was home. For eighteen years, wherever I went, I was home. At first, I find it weird being comfortable with a new place at an instant, feeling home, but now I know why. It was because home was following me. Home doesn’t refer to a thing with doors and windows. Home is a person or even a ghost. Sadness slowly crept in my system. I just lost that home. Recently, I discovered that I got myself another home, Grip, but I lost them both right after another. “I guess I have a lot of explaining to do.” Governor chuckled. “But first, let’s get going.” He picked up one of my baggage while the rest was handled by Garzon who was silent the entire time. We head on the parking lot and Amanda kept on clinging in my arms on the way there. We were followed by stares from the students we passed by. We stopp

I opened my eyes and roamed my sight spotting for Gugu. I sighed deep. Here I go again. I gathered my things and get ready for school. It took me minutes before reaching the door. I still haven’t got used to my huge room. I felt like I might get lost anytime. I went out and looked on my right expecting a handsome man leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets and his head tilting in my direction, hair dancing above his shoulder, but instead, I saw three silver maids coming out from Amanda’s room. The maids looked both confused and terrified. “How could she even do that by herself?” said the maid on the right. “What made her so furious to wreck everything in the room?” uttered by the one on the left. “It was the return of the next mistress of the Silverio’s mansion,” the middle maid answered. “What’s going on?” I interfered that made them took few steps backward in shock. “G-Good morning, young mistress.” It took the three of them some time before greeting me with a bow

“It’s time to leave.” A man in black coat suddenly appeared in front of the room’s door. “Xyrus...” She stretched out her hand to her grandson. “Yes, grandma?” He swiftly took her hand and sat on the bed beside her. “Take care of yourself. Stick with Serra. She’s your only hope.” She grabbed my hand and put it together with Xyrus’. He was confused but looked away with reddened face. Grandama’s grip in our hands loosened. She already closed her eyes. Her soul went out of her body. She looked at Xyrus then at me. She was leaving her grandson to me. The reaper sliced in the air with his scythe and a line of light followed creating a door to the other side. She glanced back at us one last time before crossing over. “Rest well, grandma.” Xyrus lend over and kissed his grandma’s forehead. The ghosts inside the mansion started leaving through the wall, window, ceiling, floor, anywhere. I felt different emotions from them but one thing was the same, fear. “Why are they leaving?” I asked

SERRA During the weekends, I stayed at the mansion and on the dorm at weekdays. The cafe was temporarily closed because of Grandma’s funeral. I’ve talked to Dad that I will continue to work at the cafe. The cafe needs me at this crucial time since Grandma is gone and Xyrus didn’t really know how to handle a business. “Preston Grey?” our teacher called. I glanced at the seat on my right and it was empty. “Absent again?” A week had passed since the last time we saw each other. It was at the reapers’ den. Seeing someone’s death happen before the actual event is amazing. Having the power to save other souls is great. The only burden was when you see two deaths at a time and you have to choose. Choosing means you get to decide who deserves to die and who deserves to live. I am just a sealer and I don’t know why the heavens granted me such a beautiful burden. What I am scared the most is the time when I have to choose between persons I love, persons that are important to me. Choosing be