BOOK THREE : SCARS OF THE PAST

"Trust is like a crack in a glass . Once broken it's hard to fix."

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Chapter 31

JANE'S POV

I woke up during the night feeling very thirsty. My hand groped for the bedside lamp and l switched it on. A soft golden glow flooded the room. I was shocked to see that my bedside watch read past one in the morning. I rarely woke up in the middle of the night.

I threw on my night gown and went downstairs to get a glass of water. When l was returning to my room , there was a sudden loud scream that shattered the peaceful atmosphere. I quickly dashed upstairs to where the sound was coming from.

I paused by Ferracco's bedroom door. The scream had came from his room. My mind was spinning a million directions at once debating on whether to open his door or not. While l was still deciding , another piercing scream rendered the peaceful atmosphere and l impulsively turned the door knob and rushed in.