Twenty Nine

Anabelle!

That name...

It'd be a disaster if it's my mum's name.

This letter says so.

I've seen that name appear once in one of my dad's chatrooms. I didn't have so much time to read through the chat but I knew the Annabelle in question was causing some trouble. Could it be?

I shook the thought out of my head. Mum's dead. Period.

A phone's beep got me out of my trance. Then I saw a smartphone on my bed. At first I was shocked, I've never had one. Then I guessed it had dropped from my luggage. I held it in my shaky hands. So strange. It had my picture on it. A WeChat message from Damien. What?!

I could not breathe. He bought me a phone? Trouble! What if?!

"Hey Paige. "He had sent. 

I didn't know what to think. Why did he get a phone?!

 On the other hand, my little subconscious blushed hard. He got it right. The pouch had a plain color, my new favorite color, purple. I remember I told him once that I loved