Share

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT - SOME GOOD STILL LEFT IN THE WORLD

KALEO

THE NIGHT OF THE MURDER

The bleeding scars. The bitter truth 

-and the gruesome reality. 

One touch, and palms enveloped my my lips, urging me to yell, to bite -but the only one hurt was me, the hands pulled me away from the kitchen. 

The metallic clang was enough to alert the person behind the mask and as i heard the shivering sounds, i was terrified. And then in a spontaneous moment of trying to break free, i kicked as hard as I could, pushing both of us to the ground.

We both struggled to stand as he reached for the knife that fell to the ground while I made an attempt to run free.

I was weak, having already being stabbed as I staggered to the edge of the balcony, before suddenly i felt the weight of hands around my lips, allowing me to trip over. Then as the knife trailed upwards my body

Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status