Chapter 33 Trauma

Eumerriah's Point of View

Afternoon came, but Gabrielle still hadn't returned. I wanted to call him, but my shyness held me back. He had left properly last night, but I didn't expect him to be gone for an entire day.

Lola and Kate took care of me. They didn't neglect me, though I wanted to help with what they were doing, they refused. Lola was making doormats. Since Gabrielle's mother was young, this has been her livelihood. She would sell them at the market, and sometimes they would be bought in bulk. Even though they had money and Gabrielle had other businesses, she never forgot to make doormats because many customers loved her work.

"Are you getting bored?" Kate asked me.

"A bit," I answered simply.

"Maybe you just miss Kuya. We felt the same at first. Kuya grew up here; I remember he used to be so grumpy with me. He almost didn’t want to talk to me because he said I wasn’t his sibling. Until his mother took him and sent him to school in Manila. I was three years old then; he was p