Khenny_Esther

Jason, Bianca, Simon, Lily, Leilani, Shyla, and Jake- students of different background with nothing in common but the fact that they all had secrets they were trying to keep and they had all sinned against a person, were tricked into a room that gave their life a different direction. Simon died in the room, Shyla went missing immediately they got out, leaving the rest of them as suspects. They became less suspicious as they were being murdered one after the other and more suspicious as every one of their hidden secrets were no longer hidden and no longer secrets. The last two survivors figured out that things didn't look as it seems, but the real culprit was always around-The culprit wouldn't want them getting away with the truth though
Follow these students on their journey and discover how one's life can change overnight, how sweet or bad love can be, lots of secrets untold, And also discover who the last survivor(s) would be or maybe there is none.

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DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK IS TOTALLY A WORK OF MY IMAGINATION, ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ANYTHING MIGHT BE A COINCIDENCE OR WHERE I GOT MY INSPIRATION FROM.
THE BOOK COVER WAS DESIGNED BY ME BUT, THE MAIN PICTURE WAS DOWNLOADED FROM GEULGRAM

Who?¿

"Are you okay", Carl worriedly asked.

I wish I could ask her that question myself. I wish I could console her and hold her in my arms.

"Where are you?, I'll come meet you", Carl hurriedly added.

"I am at Sharon's hotel", She softly replied.

"I'll be right there huh", Carl hurriedly said and I can imagine her nodding her head positively.

"Is....", I heard her softly mutter but kept quiet.

"Do you want me to get you anything?", Carl asked.

"Alright, I'll be there in thirty", Carl muttered and hurriedly hung the call.

"I have to go back to my place, her things are there", Carl muttered.

"I have a few of her clothes here", I said hurrying towards the stairs so I'd pack it for him.

I barged into the room, got a bag, and neatly packed her clothes in it, hurried downstairs, and handed the bag to Carl who was sitting on the couch, busy with his phone.

Bruh