"ALAS-SIYETE NA, hindi pa rin gising si Melannie…"
As soon as Dashiell opened the door to his room, his grandmother immediately greeted him.
Mabilis na kumunot ang noo ni Dashiell sa sinabi nito.
"What? Hindi pa gising si Grace?"
"Oo, I tried to knock on the door, but she won't answer me. Baka malalim pa ang tulog niya. Bakit kaya?"
Dashiell swallowed hard. He's guilty. Perhaps Grace was tired because of what they did. And Dashiell knew it was his fault. He exhausted her. Paano ba niya hindi tatantanan ang babae, e sa tuwing matatapos sila, palagi siya nitong hinahamon.
Hindi na nga alam ni Dashiell kung nakailang rounds sila. Basta't pagbagsak ng katawan nila sa kama, nakatulog na agad siya. And when he woke up three minutes ago, Grace wasn't in his room anymore. She probably left
