Female Novel
Chapter 97
Chapter 97
| look both ways, realizing that | actually know very little about
this house. There’s a linen closet next to my room, and then on
the other side there’s Daniel’s room. Beyond that is the room that Fiona used, and then some other guest rooms.| blink, realizing that-really—I have no idea where Kent sleeps.
Asmirk crosses my face as | wonder if he hangs from the rafters
like some kind of evil bat. That would suit his personality, for sure.
Thinking of the rafters, though, my eyes travel up the next set of stairs, which wind slowly upwards beyond my room.| had asked Fiona, once, where they went, but she had dismissed
the question off-hand, telling me there was nothing up there but a whole bunch of junk in storage.
| consider this for a second, mulling over her words. What kind of
storage, though? Especially if all of the family heirlooms and photo
books were kept downstairs in that little room in the basement...novelbin
what the hell did they keep upstairs?
Suddenly curious, and feeling bold — and frankly, bored | look around for any evidence of prying eyes and then tiptoe forward,heading up the steps without a sound.
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Surprisingly, there isn’t even a landing at the top. Instead, there’s just an ugly brown plywood door, its shabby material clearly atodds with the fine woodworking in the rest of the house. This, clearly, was installed late.
| reach out a hand, firmly grasping the round knob, and give it a twist — but it doesn’t budge.
Disappointed, | drop my hand and screw my mouth to the side. | make a mental note to ask Daniel what’s up there and, also, tolook up some basic lock picking methods on the internet.
Shrugging, | skip back down the steps and decide impulsively that if I’m denied knowledge of the storage centers above, | mightas well explore those below. Without stopping to let myself think much about it- lest | chicken out — | hurry down the stairs andpush through the kitchen door.
| walk confidently across the kitchen, not avoiding eye—contact with anyone, but not initiating it either. Instead, | simply glidethrough as if this is precisely what I’m supposed to do as if, in fact, Kent expressly told me to do it.
My tactic works and | smile as | push through the little white door, heading downstairs. Nobody stops me and | think — nobodyreally noticed me going by.
As | reach the hallway below, | realize that this place doesn’t hold any terror for me anymore. My experiences yesterday got rid ofthose, replacing them with...well, with a little tremor of excitement
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| consider this, for a moment consider whether that’s healthy, really. Honestly, a girl like me should have a healthy fear of the
mob boss's torture chamber basement. I was still naive and new to this world — there was still so much danger here for me, andyet here | was, walking through without a care.
Really, seriously, who was | anymore?
As | come to the end of the hallwayand push through the door into thearchives room, Lrealzeyhat dbIY pantofime...Boéan't réally care about thechanges that I’m going through. That| like myself like this — this bold,somewhat careless new Fay. Thecontent is on NovelDrama.Org! Readthe latest chapter there!
Maybe this new version of me wasjust some kind of trauma response towhat happened.yesierday* Buk,shrug a Stand in the middle of theroom. Whatever. It’s better than beingterrified all The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!
the time.
| take a minute to look over thestacks of porn sitting in the corner,but then | shake myhe@y, debidingagainstitt fam Getinitely curious —especially knowing that some of it isKent's homemade. stuff — but...no.Not today. The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!
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