conclusion that it has not changed at

ike you could touch it, the immaculate cream pillars, the chocolate colored door and the endless directions the spiral staircase all over the living room led to that makes

dressed in the perfect maid uniform according to the Conrads said

her hand to tell her to go. She knew that it seemed rude but the feeling

ted to forget about anything that has to do with the house, she couldn't

ing at all, hers did the opposite, the good things that happened in this place seems li

doesn't know what awaits her on the other side of the door but she knew so well that it can't be good, simp

nrad family can solve their problem without involving her, they surely won't find her which was why sh

h of selfi

was exactly the same, not the littlest change in the room, everything wa

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s wobbling, she could feel the tears gather at her eyes

, no soft emotion. The light flowery curtains danced lightly to the side following the beat of the winds and the sun cast a glow on her mother.

felt tight in her throat, like a thousand stones were blocking it with a thick thread tie

ing of the families who grew at the countryside having fun with joy in their eyes like it was the most interesting thing in the r

ost of her life. She was told everyone complimented it but she couldn't see the beauty of it right now, her e

question. Her headache was massive, she thought she was developing a migraine, her knees became weak, her eyes were blurred by the te

the cream tiles creating a sound that sounde

om to give it a mythical glow that looked like

it wrong but she w

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voice called her in awe and disbelief, before th

owner of the brown hair

old and soulless voice. The said guy raised his eyes and his hazel eyes stared into her bl

her. The answer was sitting at the head of the seat which her un

ng again, she