"Good morning, Master. Mistress has ordered me to bring breakfast to you." said the maid while knocking on the door of Moon's room. *click* The door to Moon's bedroom was not locked. The maid went in without hesitation, hoping that her master would not be mad at her for entering without permission.
She can't remember the last time she enter that particular room. The carpeted floor are the same carpeted floor she saw fifteen years ago. It is still clean until today. She sat the tray of breakfast down on the study table and walk towards the four posters bed. Her hand move smoothly along side of the bed. Her palm touches the soft mattress. Her fingertips touch every surface of the cupboard next to the bed. Her eyes drop on to a photograph. A photograph of Tyler and Moon in their early teens. They first victory in mountain expedition. They were so happy she thought.Her fingertips run through Tyler's face.
"Tyler.." whispered the maid. Slowly, she moved towards the window sill, while keeping an eye out at the door, just in case Moon comes back. She sat on the window pane and hum her song. She hums and hums. Her fingers moved slowly on the side of the window. Tapping as she hums. She uses her index finger to push a little bit of the curtain so that she could bring the sun into the damp room.
Looking outside at the bright clear blue skies, the gardener is already starting on his gardening work. The neighbor is mowing their own lawn. "If I wasn't on duty that night, I would've save Tyler.." whisper the maid again.
The door burst open. Moon walked in in a hasty pace, staring at the maid. Looking at the maid in an outrage way. His eyes turned bright red. "Why are you here! Get out! Who allow you to come in here! Get out!" shouted Moon. The maid stood up hastily. "I'm..I'm..sss...sorry.." said the maid, apologetically.
The maid started to walk towards the door. But Moon stopped her with his left arm reaching out just above her neck. "How do you know how to hum that song?" asked Moon.
"It was a memory.. From Tyler to me." said the maid and she walk off, while closing the door behind her.
She can't remember the last time she enter that particular room. The carpeted floor are the same carpeted floor she saw fifteen years ago. It is still clean until today. She sat the tray of breakfast down on the study table and walk towards the four posters bed. Her hand move smoothly along side of the bed. Her palm touches the soft mattress. Her fingertips touch every surface of the cupboard next to the bed. Her eyes drop on to a photograph. A photograph of Tyler and Moon in their early teens. They first victory in mountain expedition. They were so happy she thought.Her fingertips run through Tyler's face.
"Tyler.." whispered the maid. Slowly, she moved towards the window sill, while keeping an eye out at the door, just in case Moon comes back. She sat on the window pane and hum her song. She hums and hums. Her fingers moved slowly on the side of the window. Tapping as she hums. She uses her index finger to push a little bit of the curtain so that she could bring the sun into the damp room.
Looking outside at the bright clear blue skies, the gardener is already starting on his gardening work. The neighbor is mowing their own lawn. "If I wasn't on duty that night, I would've save Tyler.." whisper the maid again.
The door burst open. Moon walked in in a hasty pace, staring at the maid. Looking at the maid in an outrage way. His eyes turned bright red. "Why are you here! Get out! Who allow you to come in here! Get out!" shouted Moon. The maid stood up hastily. "I'm..I'm..sss...sorry.." said the maid, apologetically.
The maid started to walk towards the door. But Moon stopped her with his left arm reaching out just above her neck. "How do you know how to hum that song?" asked Moon.
"It was a memory.. From Tyler to me." said the maid and she walk off, while closing the door behind her.
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To be continue..
To be continue..
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