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Eighty-Eight

Chapter Eighty-Eight

Shelly crept towards the house and stepped onto the patio. She turned the doorknob as gently as she could but found out it was locked!

Mom never locks the door, she thought quietly.

Shelly peered into the glass double door where the balcony was, her mom was fond of relaxing there due to her painting but when she took a closer look she saw that the balcony was empty. On a closer look, she saw signs of struggle as the chair—recliner seat—which her mom sits on to relax what turned upside down.

She saw a scrap of her mom's favorite gown on the ground—she had bought the dress for her—lying close to the front door, her heart skipped a beat as she realized that maybe there was a pervert in their house.

Fear gripping her heart, she stepped out of the house and went outside to see if there was any weapon she could at least arm herself with. Her stupid phone beeped and she hurriedly muted it before r

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