CHAPTER 43

"What's going on with you? Are you alright? You seem worried." Susan asked Marvel after observing her.

She wore a look of fright and worry on her face. Her eyes seem to be dim and her brows, faded.

"Did someone die?" Susan asked again when Marvel didn't say a word to her.

"Bad things has been happening to us." Marvel replied with a biter voice.

"Okay, let's talk then." Susan said to her as she drew her into her room, away from the hearing of others just incase a shadow might be lurking around.

"Marvel, what's wrong?" Susan asked her after she gave Marvel a sit on the bed while she sat on a stool opposite her.

"I feel terrible...like I'm the reason why all these are happening to my parents...to my family..." Marvel cried.

"Calm down and talk to me, what's wrong?" Susan asked Marvel in a calm but concerned voice.

"On Sunday....this Sunday..." Marvel replied as she sniffed her tears, trying her best to hold it back in.