Revenge After Death

Chapter 666

I stared in shock at Michael, who had just returned. "Isn't she Ms. Ewing?"

He rushed toward me and pulled me into his embrace. "It's all my fault, Stephie. Ms. Ewing couldn't take it and lost her mind. I'll take care of it. Just listen to me.'

Stunned, I watched them drag Ms. Ewing away. She lost her mind?

She asked me not to take the medicine because they were changing me? What did that mean?

"Go to the basement," Ms. Ewing mouthed those words to me before she was dragged into a car.

She asked me to go to the basement.

I stood numbly in place. I couldn't register any of Michael's comforting words in my mind.

What kind of secret was hidden in the basement?

"Go back to sleep, Stephie." Michael took my hand and led me back to the living room. He only left after seeing me head upstairs.

I stood on the balcony, watching his car drive away into the distance once again.

work he had to take care of

everything and everyone around me was fake, as if everything in my life

to the basement after finding the

level Ms. Ewing wanted me to go to. So, I decided to head straight to the third

couldn't tell if it was because of the old wiring or if someone had deliberately cut the

feet. Without thinking I lifted my foot and crushed

felt numb both physically

down at the lifeless rat on the ground and took a deep breath. I backed away in fear

I just kill

the cabinet, and a box fell onto the ground. Its contents were scattered out,

Among them was an old photo with a woman who looked a lot like

taking a commemorative photo on the mountain, looking happy as the young

woman

the delicate handwriting behind

Sarah Leigh... Andy Lincoln...

hurt so bad. For some

photos of Andy and Sarah,

innocent hopes for love and her dreams