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Chapter 10

作者: Tiana Edwin
last update 最終更新日: 2022-11-30 04:11:00

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Bianca asked worriedly.

we were in a car parked outside the grande gate of a huge mansion.

"Yes, I got this" I took in a deep breath

This wasn't just a random mansion, this was the mansion I grew up in with my late parents. I got the keys to the mansion from Alonso, I was ready for some closure.

"Just know I'm a phone call away" Bianca assured me before I got off the car. I simply nodded before she sped off.

I opened the gate and walked into the compound... I was expecting to see overgrown grasses but everywhere was clean. Alonso wasn't lying when he said he hired someone to take care of the compound.

Everything was just nostalgic, I remember playing by the lawn with my parents. I looked around the compound holding the urge to cry.

I walked to the majestic door of the building, inserted the key and it opened up... I walked through the passage to the living room. My parent's pictures were still hung on the wall.

"Mum, Dad" I sniffled
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