SERRA“Last twenty-sixth day of August, Bruce Collins committed suicide. On September eighth, as Silverio University celebrates its twenty-fifth Anniversary an accident happened that involved the death of SU’s nightingale, Suzy Williams. Days later, a video turned viral online with bloody pictures of the two students. The video was ended with a bloody question ‘Who’s next?’. A week after, twenty-first of September, the famous shampoo endorser Victoria Solis was found dead in her room at SU’s dorm. Speculation circulated that the three deaths are connected. The netizen’s question is, is there a murderer inside SU’s University?”Amanda turned off the television. She threw herself on her bed face down. “Now they’re blaming dad.”I somehow understand why all the fire was thrown at her dad. Her dad is the governor of the island and has the responsibility to protect his people. Add the fact that the killings also happened inside the school he owns.“My next shoot is after an hour. I’ve alway

“We’re here!” Amanda announced. I blinked three consecutive times and Victoria disappeared. Her image glitched in my eyes and it made me anxious. I shook my head to shove the image and looked around restless. “Serra, are you alright?” Grip grabbed the sides of my head and made me look at him. “You look pale.” He put the back of his hand on my forehead to check my temperature. I shook my head up and down as a response. We went out of the car and the lady in uniform led our way. We all entered the elevator at once. They kept on talking but I couldn’t understand anything. My mind was clouded by what I saw in the car. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. I was about to face Grip but through the corners of my eyes, I saw Victoria’s reflection on the elevator’s wall. She was looking at me and was smiling wickedly. I immediately scanned the place but saw no sign of her. I nibbled my lip. I could just ask her what she wanted but I couldn’t in front of everyone. I don’t want to scare them.

“It’s okay.” I reached his cheeks and planted soft kisses on his lips. He smiled and kissed me on the top of my forehead. I went to my bed and took the box out. I separated the papers we sorted out already. Grip picked up the cups and went to the kitchen. “What do you want for dinner?” He peeped his head. “Anything will do,” I answered and returned my attention to the paper. “Did I hear dinner?” Gugu poked her head out of my bed. “Stop making such creepy entrance, Gugu.” I clutched my chest and took deep breathes. Was this because of the coffee? We spent half of the hour sorting the files with the help of Gugu while Grip was busy in the kitchen. I paused when a spicy aroma burst in the air. I followed the scent and it led me to the kitchen. Grip was preparing three bowls of hot ramen. “About time. Dinner is ready.” He beckoned me and he even pulled a chair for me. “Gugu, dinner time!” he called. Gugu appeared in the kitchen in no time. Grip handed us the utensils and we dug in

“Isn’t that Shenzhen Nongke orchids?” “That’s two hundred thousand dollars per piece!” “D*mn so lucky!” “Prayer reveal!” “How to be Serra?” I hit Grip’s side using my elbow to get his attention. “This is expensive. You should have given it to me in cash!” I moped. This was so impractical! I would have been rich and be able to leave this place. I may sell this but I couldn’t. It came from Grip and the sentimental value is higher than its price. “Don’t worry. I didn’t pay for it but I picked it and chose every flower myself. I chose the best because that is what you deserve.” He proudly presented that made me frown more. “So you stole these?” I lowered my voice. I don’t want everyone to know it was stolen. It would bring too much humiliation. I felt awful. I got butterflies in my stomach over stolen flowers geez! “They are not stolen. Someone I knew gave them to me...” He paused as if he was reminiscing. “Was forced to gave to me rather,” he muddled really good that I didn’t u

I woke up with the space beside me empty. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hands. I yawned and got up from bed. I went to the kitchen but no one was there. “Grip?” I called but no one answered. Maybe he went out. I head to the door and went out of his unit. I was frozen to my spot as everyone in the huge hallway turned in my direction. They were all wearing black cloaks and holding a scythe. They are not students. I are not in our dorm! “D*mn, Serra!” Grip wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me inside. I stared at him blankly. It took me time to process what the hell was going on. “Where are we?” At last, I was able to untangle my tongue. “Reaper’s den.” He pulled me with him to the kitchen. He pulled a chair for me to sit. “Is it alright to bring me here? Won’t they reap me? Won’t they report you to the heavens?” I nervously asked. “If it’s prohibited then I shouldn’t have brought you here,” he said while making two cups of coffee. “They won’t reap you unless it’s