Chapter 98: Mystery call

Audrey's POV The ticking of the clock, my closet, and my dark room were the only things I had been accustomed to for the past few weeks. I hadn't stepped out of my room at all. The floors were littered with waste food, alcohol bottles, and wet tissues, not to mention the foul odor but I didn't care. I didn't allow a single person to enter my room. That wasn't my priority right now. I removed my arm that was covering my face and got up from the bed. My bones made a cracking sound due to being stretched after a long time. I glanced towards the wall and stared at the picture on it with spite. It already had holes on it due to being punctured repeatedly but I grabbed another dart from my table and threw it towards the wall angrily. "Bull's eye," I muttered with a chuckle, feeling a bit of relief. This was what kept me going this past few weeks. The relief I got stopped me from going completely crazy. You probably guessed right, it was Genevieve's picture. That conniving, manipulating, and