Chapter 113(T.R.O.P)

Esmeralda A sigh of relief slipped off my lips. "Home sweet home." I muttered tiredly as I walked into the 'old house' as Selene often referred to it. Staying in the old house was my idea which she hated because it belonged to an old couple that died several years ago. The house was built in an old-fashioned way to Selene's distaste. But I cared less. Whether old-fashioned or not, the house was warm and comforting. It reminded me of my mother's house. The option of moving to my mother's house was a tempting one, but I discarded the idea. I didn't want to be reminded of those memories. As far as I was concerned, they were dead and buried. And I had already moved on. I strode to the dining table tiredly, poured some water from the jug into a glass cup and gulped every drop of it down my throat. My throat was almost on fire! The sun was merciless and I had exhausted the water in my bottle. Worst of all, I and Selene were the only ones here. I wiped my mouth clean with the back of my palm