#Chapter8

ASHLEY’S POV

I step my feet inside the house but was met with silence. I walked to the sitting room, and I didn’t find anyone. I guess Uncle Benson went out because he doesn’t work on weekends. With that thought in my mind. I sigh in relief.

I turn my back to go upstairs. I’ll just lock myself in my room till Monday because he leaves very early to go to work but I have to carry some food to my room so I don’t starve to death and I can lose the chance of meeting my funeral.

When I turned around. I gasp in horror. Uncle Benson was...