Chapter Eighty Two

Chapter Eighty Two

I knocked on the door to my mother’s apartment but there was no response. I had been here for about five minutes now. Was she avoiding me?. I tried the door; only to discover it was unlocked so I pushed it open, walking into her apartment.

“Mom?”

No response.

“Anyone home?”

No response.

It was very clear that there was nobody in here; maybe she was out working, but her scent seemed a bit… faint, like she hadn’t been in here for a few days, I was slowly getting the hang of my ‘heightened‘ senses now, and I could easily note things like this.

I frowned, bemused. I searched in the fridge for a drink–anything that would keep me busy, I hated the idea of returning back to my room. I felt so trapped back there. But the fridge was completely empty. Strange.

I shrugged off this eerie feeling and walked out of her apartment, shutting the door just as I had found it.

A maid had been walking by, and I called to her.

lately?” I

‘your‘ mother?”

but I guess… I and Kate–my mother–are rarely ever seen

that I wouldn’t go with that, I would

uhmm, she had been gone for a

“A few days!”

dread washed over me. I had felt like something was very wrong earlier but I brushed it all away, thinking I could be wrong, maybe she had

have gone?, she had nowhere to go; out there was dangerous. With all she had been through, I wouldn’t expect that she would leave without informing me. Yes, I had been a bit distant these last few days due to the ‘incident.‘ I had been so

Chapter Eighty Two

the hallways, lost in thoughts. I didn’t know if to feel disappointed or anxious. Just then I heard the silent sob coming from one of the rooms. I paused; the sounds seemed to be coming from a female, but past experience had taught me

“Riley”

me; I could clearly remember her walking past me like I was nothing but ‘thin air‘ a few weeks; then she got what she wanted; she had

the woman who had saved my life, she had saved me from those rebels–for whatever twisted reasons she did that and now… she was in pain. Everyone needs someone to talk to, no matter how tough they

meant. 1

I walked into

no clue that I was

I asked, my voice soft even if I was partly faking

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