TCST 1: Secrets Beyond

ever I try to move, the back part of my skull ached badly.

ess kicked in, knocking my brain to remind me that I agreed to stay with m

everything got back to normal. Then I looked for my phone which was just waiting on the

rts at eigh

on the shower, took a quick bath, and dressed in a black pencil

, I remembered what

en cursed me. And when I went up here, I cried. I didn't know why I cried, to be honest. My tears jus

I got scolded and shouted for the same reason was when I was still staying with my mother— my mother whose blood was always at a boiling

lm myself. After what happened last night, I wasn't sure if I could still look at him stra

ce and his voice when he shouted at me. One last ti

The silence of the place added to the nervousness that was

e middle of the night, and was careful not to get caught. Eve

s dim. Now, I observed that it also has a lonely vibe. The living room set was clean though, but

but when she sensed me, she turned and gave me a morning smile, and informed

tell y

me to make sure you take your break

hm

ade a waff

affles she made were and asked me what would I like to pair for it

headache?"

anything and opened one of the cupboards and got an A

nk y

s trying to enjoy my waffles and trying not to overthink, while she was busy

ce and asked me if I could bring the snack she prepared for o

on the tray I was holding while ascending the stairs. I was on my way to the b

t as they always say, overthinking will do no good to people. Henc

unlikely to bring everything back the way it used to be. And to make it worst, the f

d also lose everything. The chance I've been wor

se faul

eful last night. I should have looked for a bett

I tried to cheer myself and think positively. I opene

ith thick books and encylopedias. There was a set of sofas in the middle, as usual, black leather, and a co

morning,

call me Caleb when it

ting to form in my throat. I walked slowly and carefully placed the tray on

t last

sor

utter shock, I didn't know what to do. His words played in my

aware that he was already standing before me. He waved his hand

-h

n, but then he cleared his throat and reached for my hands

you holding that black book. It was something personal, and one of the things I

well-bein

trained not to mind those words, I was trained to know and get the facts no matter what

uation I was in. I was like an undercover journalist, and I have

orry" I, then, said. "It

on my things, but it wasn't right that I shouted

u fire me

t, it's just normal for you to be curious and do something to feed your curiosity. But I know t

inutes later,

formed me that he didn't go to the office because he was waiting for me to

s. He informed me that we will come to the company at the afternoon to catch up

e me easily, without a sweat. But that doesn't mean he wasn't hiding anything. The fact that he was able to shout

omeone invades his privacy, there was more to th

dercover one. I would still continue my mission to unveil his secrets ev

ecrets beyond C