Kill Or Be Killed

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Celestina's POV

It has been an hour since that incident happened but I haven't moved on from it yet. I still could not believe that has just happened. And the hardest part is that, I have no idea on how should I explain my side to her. I just cannot tell her that it was not my intention. She will surely not believe that reason.

Although she will say that it is just fine, but to me, it is not. It is not my doing. Hurting someone is not so me, especially someone who did not do anything bad to me. She was just being thoughtful about my dinner, yet I pushed her.

I know anytime soon, someone will call me because it is already dinner time. So I think that it would be the time when I will see her again. What should I do when I face her again? Should I say sorry? Of course, I should. Well, I already did but that was just out of surprise. I was not able to say sorry sincerely. She was even the one who said sorry first. So yea, I should say sorry to her. But what id she will not accept my sorry? Ugh! That is just fine. At least I said sorry to her. And I really mean it.

While waiting for the call, I practice everything I should say. I think of something to reason. But even though how much I try to think, I always end to the truth that I do not know what just happened to me. And I know for a fact that is unacceptable.

My heart skips a beat when I heard a swift knock on the door. It seems not angry. Well, she left me a while ago with no trace of anger. Because it is fear that I saw. I compose myself before walking towards the door.

And before twisting the door knob, I took a deep breath to get ready for my lines. But the moment I open the door widely, I stopped because I did not see the woman I am expecting to see again. Instead, I saw a girl, definitely younger than me. But she is wearing the same clothes with the woman I met.

"Miss Celestina, dinner is ready," she says and I look at the long hallway behind her, hoping to see the woman again. But the hallway is empty.

"Where is the dining area?"I asked her and she smiles before answering me.

"It is downstairs. Please follow me," she answers so I nod And that was the time she started walking. I want to ask her where is the woman a while ago but I was kinda hesitant because she might ask me why. And I do not know how would I answer her.

Just like what she said, I follow her downstairs without knowing where we should be heading. I mean, I know we are heading to the kitchen, but what I was trying to say is our way to it.

It is a good thing that it is not as big as the Castle McGraw where I know to myself that I will not be able to familiarize every place there. I have been into kitchen there for a couple of times already but I still could not get in there all by myself. Unlike here in this mansion where I know to myself that I could get there already on the next time I will be eating.

"The food was served, Miss Celestina. Enjoy you meal," the girl who brought me here gestures me that food over the table and I can see all the mouth-watering food they prepare.

I even feel guiltier for pushing the woman who asked me for what food I wanted. Because even though I hurt her, she still managed to prepare these foods for me. And when I was sitting already, that was just the time I realized there is only one plate on the table. I immediately had a hesitation if having a lot of foods is good.

Because how would I able to finish all of these with just me alone. In this case, I feel that being in the Castle McGraw would be better because there is someone who will be joining me on the table. Unlike here, there is only me. And I do not think that I will be eating with someone here. I will be only eating with others if King Zen will be here.

Hesitantly, I get the plate and put some food in it. The girl who brought me here started pouring water on my glass and I thank her when she was done. I started eating silently. It is just me and the girl here in the dining area so the only thing we could here is the noise from the spoon and fork touching the plate.

Even though there is someone standing beside me while I am eating, I still feel comfortable eating because she is not watching me. Her eyes are on another direction and I think she knows that it would not be comfortable with me if she will watch me eat. She seems to be a nice kid but I do not get why she is already working at her very young age

Then I suddenly think of a plan to ask her about the woman I met a while ago. I think that she will not mind if ever I ask her. She seems harmless so I will try.

"Excuse me." I tried to get her attention and she looks at me. She smiles as she waits for the next words I will say. "Where is the woman a while ago? You know, the one who asked for the dinner I want," I said and I think she did not has to think for her because she already know who I am talking about.

"My mother? She is already resting. The last thing she does everyday is to prepare dinner. So when she finished preparing your food, she rested," she says and I do not know what say. So she is her daughter?