Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11
The next morning, when Dominic walked out of his room, his eyes were red and swollen like he had been crying the whole night. He walked past me where I sat on the sofa, ignoring my greetings and headed to the kitchen. When he came out, he ignored me again like I was completely invisible and began to head out of the house.
“Where are you going?” I asked quietly.
My question was met with a resounding silence from him, as he banged the door on his way out. I looked out the window, and saw him walk into the mansion where Dinma stayed. I wanted to follow him, but an idea tugged at my mind to check his room to see if it was still locked. Maybe there would be a clue in his room that would explain what had happened the previous night.
I ran up the stairs, and on getting to his room, I found that the door was still locked.
“Why would he lock the door every single time he left the house?,” I whispered to myself.
I heard the door to the house open, and I had to rush to the bathroom to hide from Dominic so he wouldn’t wonder what I was doing in front of his room. I ran into the bathroom, and quietly closed the door.
“…No…It’s not my fault…You are not listening to me…This lady was the worst amongst all the other girls that ever came here…No, I didn’t hate her… Yes, they took her last night…Of course, they killed her. What did you expect? I think the other young lady could be next,” I heard him saying over the phone as he unlocked his door.
I shivered in fright, inside the bathroom. The call was obvious to me, someone had killed Dinma, and the same people were coming for me.
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