My Side of the Story

'I cannot figure out the relationship between the three. First, they don't look like siblings. Second… they all came from the same room?'

Luce ate the food at the bedside table and took the medicine, as bitter as it may be. He rested for a while.

After half an hour, Luce decided to go out of the room and wash up. Maybe then, he can help the host with anything.

He saw Meara coming in from the back with two jars of milk.

"Hello, may I know where the bathroom is? I want to wash up." Luce asked Meara.

Meara put the milk on the dining table and then led him to the bathroom.

When he came back to the kitchen, he saw Calla frying a lot of eggs which were a bit small but smelled fresh.

"Hi, Calla, right? Can I help with anything?" he asked.

"Oh no, no sir. You can just sit at the dining table. I'm about done anyway. By the way, do you prefer coffee or tea? We have fresh milk but you may want something strong so…"