Chapter 20 Confusion

As the wind blew my hair across my face, letting me feel the cold breeze of the season as I watched the orange to the golden hue of the sun, slowly ascending and hiding beneath the world, I drink from the can of beer and laugh to the mockery of the world to me.

Karma never loses its direction, indeed. “ Estella, let her be!” Voices…I loathe dramatic voices today because it will just ruin my good mood.

“ How dare you locked Tyron into the basement?!” Estella, one of my cousins said angrily while pertaining to our cousin who is happily spending its time in the basement of our mansion.

I planned to rest but I guest even rest, which wasn’t a choice for me, so I took a gulp on my beer and stand tall in front of her, letting her know who’s in charge.