My Wife Locked My Daughter In The Basement
“Why is Bernhard so full of tricks? That was just some red frosting from the cake that the brat stole from Eira. He’s just trying to pass it off as blood! Tell Bernhard this, if he wants to keep on making a fuss, he can rot in that basement for the rest of his life.”
After she hung up, Eric turned his anger on me.
“Ms. Grove was right about you. You’re nothing but a liar. Sit tight and don’t try anything else!”
With that, he kicked both Faye and me back into the basement.
The moment the door locked shut behind us, we were plunged into pitch darkness again.
Faye, unconscious in my arms, shuddered in fear.
She then began to cry and thrash with her eyes tightly shut. She was frowning hard, and