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Hmm. What does 'T' symbolizes?

"What are you doing?"

I looked up and saw a frowning Louis giving me a funny look.

" Don't laugh" I mumbled embarrassed.

" You  actually looked at the piano as if it was your first time seeing one" he laughed.

" It wasn't funny " I said glaring at him.

He shrugged. " It was to me. By the way, what are you looking in there?"

I clasps my hands and clears my throat. " There's an initial on the side of the piano. A letter 'T'. What does that mean?".

"Oh! It means Thunder. That was the name of my band before."

Louis is the vocal of their band but something happened so he left.

"- and T is also my grandfather's initial".

I didn't ask anything more. He seems like he doesn't want to talk about it so dropped the subject.

" Shh, keep quiet." A voice hissed. "We might wake someone".

" But where we are heading? I don't go to this part of the house, papa will surely get mad at us!" Another voice said nervously.

" He will be mad if we get caught. I know for a fact that won't happen." Another voice retorted.

" We will just confirm something".

" Confirm what? What exactly are we looking for? "

"Just a few things, then and there" Another voice said cockily.

"But-" footsteps could be heard in a distance. They hurriedly hid in a room across from where they are standing.

I had another dream. The voices sound familiar to me but i don't know where I heard it.

I know that I couldn't get back to sleep anymore so I decided to read some books to the library.

A shadow caught my attention, it was moving fast on the dim part of the house. A thief maybe? Should I ask for a help? But if I will look for someone to help me out, the thief might have been long gone. So I followed the shadow.

The silhouette trailed the wall leading to the west wing of the house. It looked as if he/she is looking for something. A valuable object perhaps. It kept on glancing left and right but never stopped moving.

I couldn't tell the thief gender because s/he was wearing a big jacket with a hood hiding most of its face.

The shadow finally stopped, it stops outside the bedroom door of Megan? I was about to lunge at the silhouette, I was sure that this person has an ill intention, but I stopped once again feeling confuse all of the sudden.

It was Megan. Why does she have to dress like that and why does she kept on glancing back and forth as if afraid of something?

And why does her clothes has red stain?

Megan glaced around again before entering her room.

I was shocked, confused and terrified.

"Why are you still awake at this hour, dear?" Carmela said softly.

" Ahm, I couldn't sleep so I decided to read in the library".

" Oh! Don't tire yourself too much, it is bad for your health. You could read books tomorrow but tonight you will rest, okay?"

" Okay, thank you" I mumbled.

" I could make you a glass of milk if you want?"

I grinned. " Thank you". And I followed her to the kitchen.

She was humming to a tone unknown to her while making me a glass of milk. Carmela is like a mother to me and I loved it.
She took care of me as if I was her daughter. She's Megan and Sonny's mother that's maybe the reason why Megan is very aloof to me. Sonny on the other hand couldn't care less.

"Did you took a bath?" I asked curiously.

" Hmmm, I couldn't sleep feeling sticky all over".

"Ah, isn't cold?" She just laughed and told me to go to my room after finishing my drink and walks away.

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