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Matapos ang maraming taon, muling natagpuan ni Eloisa si Jamila sa lumang kahon habang inihahanda niya ang nursery para sa kanyang anak. Siya ay buntis na ngayon at puno ng kaba at pag-asa. Habang inaayos niya ang kwarto, ibinahagi niya kay Jamila ang kanyang mga alaala noong bata pa siya, ang kalungkutan, takot, at kung paanong si Jamila ay naging kanyang tahimik na kaibigan sa mga mahihirap na panahon.
I am Jamila. A doll. I have waited and observed for a long time.
The day finally came. The house was quiet at first, then filled with hurried voices and footsteps. Eloisa was taken to the hospital. Hours passed. I remained in the crib, staring at the ceiling as sunlight moved across the room.
The weeks after we learned the full story of 1907 were heavy but strangely peaceful. For the first time, there were no more secrets between us. Mommy Brenda, Papa Franz, Bernadeth, and I sat together almost every night, talking about what the original curse book truly meant and what we needed to do next.
Bernadeth, even at ten years old, refused to be afraid. She would hold the old book carefully and say the same thing almost every evening.
I am Jamila. A doll. I watch as the nursery slowly transforms into a home for the new child.
The days became calmer. Eloisa followed the doctor’s advice and rested more, but she also became more active in preparing. She folded tiny clothes, arranged diapers, and placed soft blankets in the crib. She always brought me with her.
After the quiet revelations of Book 4…
A new journey is about to begin.
