ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ | ᴊᴊᴋ

Chapter XXXIII : Hold on.

[Them 🔝for todayy.]

(Disclaimer : sign languages are represented through the bold lines, enjoy!)

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"Hey!"

"Is everything alright?"

"You don't seem well."

One of the two maids who had assisted earlier concurrently asked the other. The other maid, named Amy who stood as silent as ever, staring into the blank space zoning out for a number of times.

She traced through down a recollection of memories, beads of perspiration draining her forehead wet, a nervous gulp that ran down the dry throat. Memorization of the dreadful thing she had encountered before.

She stood almost stiff, almost shook, wiping the glass dish; motions haulting as if something grave had occurred.

Stopping to look at her curiously examining the facial expressions, getting all decked up with a strange sense of inquisitiveness that had troubled up her friend when observing no response from her friend.

"Hey!"

"Amy!"

She shook her again.

Shaking back to senses again.

"What's wrong?"

"You look so distracted and pale."

Enquiring again.

"Is something bothering you?"

Amy stifled in a cold breath.

Swallowing hard; she hesitantly spoke,

"Do you remember,"

"That girl previously,"

"Hmm."

"Who can't speak."

She stopped.

"Yes."

"What about her?"

The other nodded.

"Today,"

"While I was out for cleaning, I saw Mr Chankyung forcefully dragging her out somewhere. It looked as if she was about to get punished for a grave crime or something."

"They both came out from Gauel's room and he seemed so furious already. It almost felt as if something huge had happened and the girl had been trying so hard to explain herself but he didn't even pay a heed to listen to her just for once."

She informed contentedly.

"And then,"

"I saw him pushing her down through into one of the dark rooms where literally there's no light or air to even breathe."

"He locked her up there,"

"And just,"

"Left."

She looked around scared.

Afraid that people might hear about this.

As the other maid listened carefully,

"Nothing new,"

A sigh left the lips.

"She must've done something."

Replying back casually keeping the dishes away.

"Otherwise,"

"Why would he actually lock her up in a room."

"You know that how worse these people actually are."