CH. 235: THE BROWNS ON THE RUN.

At the Brown estate,

None of the family of three was at peace at all. Ayra was seated by the dining table, pacing back and forth. By her disheveled hair and a droopy face, it was clear that she had yet to shower, and worse, she couldn’t sleep a wink. Meanwhile, Mr. Brown’s legs kept thinning on the ground as he was seated on the one-sitter couch with his phone clasped tightly in his intertwined hands. As for Mrs. Brown, she really couldn’t stop herself from pacing back and forth. The large living room had a heavy atmosphere and the mansion was eerily silent as of now. There was also a whiff of corpses entering the living area.

Ayra was deeply lost in thoughts as she began biting her nails, again. She had been doing that for hours now, ignoring the stinging pain as she had chewed off past the acceptable line. She recalled the way those housekeepers had been killed off right in front of her eyes. It haunted her then and it was still doing so now.

“Ayra, stop biting your nails for goo
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