Chapter 26 | They're Dead

It was a fair day, the strike of the clock and its continues swing didn't bother Alyana in combing her hair, she's taking her time in staring at the tired young lady who's gazing back at her in the mirror, light colors of makeup are laid on her porcelain skin. A forest of undeciphered mystery can be seen in her eyes, and in the middle of that forest was her, just her: ALONE. 

She took few deep breaths before laying her mint green hairbrush into the compartment of her drawer. She was just supposed to put it there but her eyes took her longer in a stare because she caught another glimpse at notebook she left unopened a few days ago, the notebook where she wrote the names. 

She ran her slim fingers to take the thing up when she suddenly heard someone hit his car horn outside, she was more than sure of who that man was, this day was basically assigned as the