Sinners and Saints

Chapter 36

"Nothing is going to happen to me." He assured her, cutting her off. She didn't look convinced. "I promise." She exhaled. For some reason she believed him, she wasn't trembling anymore. She wasn't scared anymore.

Standing there, holding his hands, looking at this man in front of him, she was at peace. She exhaled softly and then let out a tiny smile.

"Are you okay?" He asked her squeezing her hands and then letting them go. She nodded and then took a deep breath. She looked around pretending not to be so embarrassed as her eyes slowly rested on the house.

"You honestly don't have to worry yourself this much." Rafael still had his eyes on her as he noticed the smile on her face turn to a frown immediately, her eyes still focused on the house.

"S-ir?" She stammered. He raised his brows,

"Mnn?"

"W-why is that window open?"

"W-window?" Rafael slowly turned to the house, narrowing his eyes to where she was pointing at. The first opened window after the balcony, carved in a tiny arc at the middle of the building.

Rafael felt a frown grow on his face immediately. It only took a second, a second for him to take to his heels. He ran away from Susan immediately, his focus right at the front door. Susan followed him as fast as she could.

"Welcome home sir," Lucy almost fell to the ground the moment Rafael ran past her, bumping her slightly on her shoulders. He wasn't even paying any attention to anything that was happening around him. He just ran to the stairs, his loud footsteps alerting Benita from the kitchen.

"What's going on?"
She stopped Susan as fast as she could. The last time she had seen him in that state was four years ago. What on earth could have possibly had him on his toes?

"Someone just opened the windows in Kamsi's room."

"What?" Lucy blurted out at the top of her lungs just as the butler joined them in the hallway. Benita was so confused. She had no idea what they meant till it finally dawned on her .

Rafael ran up the stairs, jumping as much stairs as he could, while the rest of them tried to keep up.

He hurried down the long hall, towards the direction of the room the window was in. He stopped the moment he noticed someone walk out of it with a mop stick.

It was Olivia.

She had a scarf around her head and another one around her nose like she was trying to protect them from the dust while she tried to shut the door.

She drew a deep breath, raising the back of her palms to her forehead to clean off the beads of sweat from it just as Rafael drew closer to her, his eyes glued to the mop in her hand, dragging his footsteps as slowly as he could.

She pulled her scarf down the moment her eyes met his, trying so hard to force a smile on her face. She didn't have to act like how she felt, devastated.

"Mr Rafael." She waved at him as he drew closer, widening her smile but of course, he wasn't getting the joke. Rafael stopped the moment he got close to the room, he glared at her for a second. He looked so surprised, so confused and scared and it made her worry.

"I-is everything okay?"  She asked him as he looked at the room, like he could see anything with her standing in his way.

"What were you doing in there just now?" He asked her in the most despair tone ever, his voice trembling like he was scared of her answer already.

"H-huh?"

Her eyes turned to the stairs as soon as she heard everyone else run up, breathing as fast as they could. They all had the same look on their faces. It was like Lucy was trying to whisper something to her, to warn her but she was just too slow. Why were they all like that?