Chapter 11

"Ah leave me; I said leave. It hurts." He was dragging her through the corridor without caring about her injured hands. Alex was screaming repeatedly, but he ignored her like a deaf person.

Passing through the corridor, they reached the old part of the house where the wood of the floor and ceiling had turned black and termites had made cracks there. When the door was opened, a cloud of dust hit their nostrils.

"See my truth today and know your fault. See with your own eyes the origin of your family."

He muttered as he pushed her into the room. Alex coughed and looked around the room; everything was covered in dust and cobwebs.

There were wooden shelves and a clay stove on one side of this room. In addition, there was an open and airy living room with a wall hanging on the front wall.

There were three or four pictures, one of which was black and white. In these pictures, the same handsome woman and man were standing as a bride and groom that Alex had seen earlier. There was also anothe