Eleven: RAINA

I never knew how relieving it feels like after letting go of the loads I've been carrying for so long. But I still beat myself up for trusting and believing in him, I'm afraid that I might regret it. I locked myself up in his room to think more. There are so many paintings on the wall, just like that house by the beach. I wonder if he painted all of them, it's really impressive. It reminds me of my Dad because he used to paint too. He loves to paint different types of fish, mostly Koi fish. It's his favorite because of the Chinese Tale his Mother used to tell him when he was young.

I can hear them talking downstairs. I wondered if those people are really reliable, but I do hope they can help me, because this is my first time trusting my judgements in people. I guess I'm done playing hide and seek.

I finally went out of the room and go down. They had a dazed look on their faces the moment they saw me.

"Oh, hi, again."

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