Chapter # 2

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Violet POV:-

Ever since morning I've been feeling strange sensations. They are dreadful as if sending shivers down my spine, leaving me benumb.

"Are you okay, Violet?" My coworker asked, worried about my condition.

"I don't know. I feel really.. I don't know how to explain.. bubbly.. unsettled." I breathed out, resting my hand on my chest.

"Is everyone okay at your home? Any tension?" She asked, putting her hand on my shoulder.

"Why would I have any? I am fine. I just don't know..." I whispered, leaning on the wall.

"The fright and bad omen are very unusual. It tells me to run away .Strange, doesn't it?" I chuckled dryly, shaking my head.

"A bad omen? Are you sure everything is okay? Anything... threats?" She asked, vexed about my condition.

"Threat? Come on. Don't be ridiculous." I chuckled, shaking my head.

"I am only asking. Judging your state." She said, checking my form.

I can't even focus on work no matter what. I just can't shake off this feeling.

"I think I should go. I can't think properly." I said, curling my hand, freezing my hands in a fist but to no avail.

"Yeah, you should." She nodded, willing to take over in my place.

But, I don't understand why?

I took a short leave from work. I can't work like that.

My mind cannot comprehend the things around me. I think I am in a desperate need of rest or I have a fever perhaps.

"Ah.. Leave it, Violet." I muttered and went home, shrugging my worrisome thoughts off.

"Mum-" Wait. the door is already opened?

"What the-" I paused for a second.

Please don't make my persage true, I cannot deal with any stress.

I entered and closed the door behind me. It must be Kenneth, my younger brother.

That idiot always leaves the door open when he goes out to play.

"That idiot."

I have told him many times to close the door but he doesn't listen. I sighed and entered and called Mother.

"Mum!I am back!!"

I spoke loud enough for my voice to reach each and every corner of the house and let my mother know her daughter is here and to complain about her son who wants us to get robbed one day by leaving the door open.

"Mum, I am saying this for the last time, teach your son to close the door unless-"

I paused when I heard the sound of footsteps and my Mother wore slippers that didn't make a sound like this.

"Mum?" I called again, entering after taking off my coat.

My ears were expecting a warm welcome from my mother, not from a stranger.

"Welcome love. Your voice is like a melody to my ears"

"Huh?" I blinked, considering it to my deception but to no avail.

A handsome devil in an expensive suit, spelling danger by his very presence was approaching me. Is it a sick joke? I blinked, taking a step back.

My eyes widened when I looked at him.

How did he get inside? And God, he called me love.

This man had a very malicious aura around him and to enhance the worry, what is someone opulent doing at our paltry home?

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