Chapter 11

Lying quietly on my bed, I flipped through the pages in the novel annoyingly. I no longer find the book interesting. I dropped the novel I was reading and adjusted myself well on my bed.

The sounds of utensils can be heard downstairs. My dad is probably preparing dinner. It's not new since my mom is not always around to care for us. Should I continue with this game or just back away? I rested my cheeks on my palms and blew my hair.

"No I can't continue with this game, it's a dumb game, it doesn't have anything to do with their death." I said breathlessly, trying to convince myself.

The cheerful face of Zayn running around the room started playing in my memory. The weary face of Abigail drowning kept showing in my face.

No, I can't let this continue. I need to put an end to this. I don't want any of my loved ones to die again.

"Clarissa! Clarissa!!

Are you okay?"

I heard my dad calling behind my door

I've been stuck In my room for the past two hours

So it's normal for my dad