H U N D R E D - F OU R

Nicole has been trying to get to her father but it seemed like he had blocked her. And she could not go back into that house because her mother was starting to suspect her.

She hid here at her father’s villa and tried to reach him but she knew her mother would catch up with her soon. It could be her mother’s hand works too.

She was beyond frustrated and helpless. She wanted to stop her mother and could not.

Her father - she should stop calling him her father. Not like he was anywhere.

Just as she was about to try it again, the door creaked open and she could hear the clicking of heels against the tiles floor.

Her mother was here.

Sweats dropped down her forehead as she rose up to check for her. “Mother?” She called out.

Anita appeared right before her. Nicole trailed her gaze from her feet to her face, slightly glancing at her right hand where she held a gun.

“M-Mom, w-what are you d-doing with a gun?” She stuttered, stepping back slightly.

Anita’s lips which were painted with a deep