Chapter 5

A deafening crash sounded.

Trix kicked open the rickety old wooden door.

The door slammed into the wall with a heavy thud, sending flakes of plaster raining down.

"Prunella, are you done making a scene? Get out here!" Trix's furious shout echoed down the hallway.

She barged into the room, ready to yank me out of bed and tear into me.

But then, she stopped in her tracks.

The anger on her face froze.

The biting words she was ready to unleash jammed in her throat.

The lights were off, leaving the room in darkness.

The curtains were pulled shut,…