
El Zibrano Mansion
El was sitting pensively on the balcony accompanied by a bottle of wine.
He looked so moody and busy with his own thoughts.
Focus more on Lea.
"Ahhhhh," he said as the cold wine soaked his throat.
El took a deep breath and raised his head to look up at the night sky.
"Where are you now?" his murmured were so curious and curious as to where Lea was currently.
El then lay down to enjoy his gaze on the night sky filled with the brilliance of stars.
He continued to fight with himself and only thought about where Leah was.
Until El remembered something that since yesterday he wanted to investigate it.
El touched his cell phone lying beside him.
His hand started typing in the name of Zen's Instagram account to check out the group Sarvel was talking about yesterday.
Clique
El immediately woke up when he saw the photo of the group.
"Alvaro" he muttered in surprise when he saw a photo of Alvaro with them.
El instantly scrolls down to find out more about their group.
Until El was curious about the accounts of each of them.
More precisely the account of Alvaro, his good friend.
Clique
El was a little surprised to see the post on Alvaro's account.
"Mortuus?" he murmured while frowning his forehead.
"Dead," he murmured as he read the meaning.
El went back to Alvaro's account to see him again.
El's gaze focused more on the date on which the post was uploaded.
"How could his post be right after his death? Who uploaded it?" muttered El who is now made to think only because of the post.
Until El remembered Nancy.
"Isn't this the woman who died in her own room last month?" now he knows who he is.
El looked back at their photos repeatedly.
But his gaze was more focused on Alvaro and Lea.
"Who knows if you have a friend like this. Well, son of a bitch, why didn't you introduce me to your best friend, huh?" ask her on the photo of Alvaro who smiled so widely while hugging Lea.
Without El noticing, his eyes began to glaze over when he remembered Alvaro.
"Argh***, my eyes are always sore when I remember you" he said as he raised his head up.
The shadow of that night suddenly flashed and just twisted on El's brain.
Until that cry can no longer stand.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry that night" he murmured softly as he sobbed where his hand clasped his phone tightly.
El curled up tightly to his knees to dampen the sound of his crying.
The shadows on Alvaro and Lea's faces now flashed alternately in his brain.
After a long cry and now his heart was a little relieved and calm, El raised his head where his eyes were puffy.
"Now I understand why Lea told me not to kill people around her when I never killed people nearby, the fact that someone had framed me with Nancy's murder last month, maybe that's what makes Lea think that I killed him," muttered El who now fights alone with his mind with all his assumptions and guesses.
"Especially Oliv's fucking mouth led Lea to believe that I could kill anyone who hurt her" she continued with a tight jaw, clutching her phone tightly.
"Now the thing is, who killed Nancy? And who set me up? Is this really what Archellio did?" he murmured who asked about it.
"El," call someone from behind.