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CHAPTER EIGHT

Penulis: Rudas Das
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-20 16:34:12

Timothee's POV

The question wouldn't leave me alone because nobody outside my aunt was supposed to know I was here. So how did Kaelen find me so fast?

I immediately pulled out my phone before I could talk myself out of it and called her.

She picked up on the third ring. "Timothee, it's late. What is it now?" She said

"You know what it is," I said. "Kaelen found me. I need to know how."

"I already told you I don't know," she said.

"You're lying." I said angrily.

Silence stretched on the line. "A
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