Chapter Sixteen •

A knock on the door woke Kamsi up. She opened her eyes and stared at the window waiting for another knock. As soon as she pulled up the duvet to cover herself properly, another knock came. She turned the table clock to check time before she swung her legs off the bed and into her flip-flops. It was still noon. She was not expecting anyone . Mark seldom returned home at noon and he loved to use the bell.

She walked down in her blue checkered pyjamas. She got to the front door and peeped through the small window beside the door. It was useless if the...