Chapter 8

She walked alone, passing through an orchard laden with mango fruit. Her stomach grumbled, so she entered a gap in the barbed wire. She wasn't familiar with the place. It had been ten years since she left.

She enjoyed walking among the tall trees with intertwining branches. The fruits seemed like hearts kissing the earth. It felt like she was in an enchanted garden. As she walked, she reached the center of the farm.

The trees looked similar, and she didn't know how to find her way out. She hesitated to shout, not wanting to disturb the owner.

She continued walking until she came across a beautiful house.

"Oh my God, a beautiful house in the middle of the woods? Could it be, am I in a haunted place?" She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

She walked around the house, admiring its beauty from every angle. It had a modern touch despite the house's age.

"Oh, there's a gate," she remarked upon seeing it.

But before she could reach it, she heard a growling animal. A shiver ran down her spine. Sh