FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE
It looked small on the outside, but once you got in, it was like there was no end to it.
‘What’s this?’ I whispered into the dark, pointing my flashlights at it. The power had gone out about twenty minutes ago, ever since the storm started, leaving me to the safety of candlelight and my phone, which was already on five per cent.
Great.
I pulled aside the small black book, which looked both old and worn, with careful hands. With a frown, I flipped open the first page to see beautiful handwriting.
‘To whoever finds this, know that my death was not an accident….it was planned.’