Chapter 341

Ronald Wright was dressed in his usual loungewear when Isabella Carter suddenly flung herself into his arms. Her body was shaking like a leaf, clinging tightly to him. He stiffened for a second, instinctively reaching out to hold her, his brow furrowing hard. "A mouse?" "Yes! It showed up while I was showering—two, actually. Big ones. Super gross and terrifying," I said, my voice trembling. “One even ran over my foot… it felt all gross and warm like it was gonna bite me… I kicked it away…” Even without any clear memories of before, I was seriously freaked out. But more than anything, I didn’t want Ronald to think I was being dramatic. Biting my lip, I held onto his waist like my life depended on it. "Ronald, could you… maybe not make me leave? I mean, if it were something else, I might handle it better, but mice… I just can't. I’m really scared…” At first, it was just the shock of something scurrying out—but the slimy little thing crawling across my leg pushed me over the edge. The pan