KIARA’S POV
The packhouse seemed eerily quiet when I returned after handing the original box to Nivaan. I had this weird feeling that something was not right.
Maybe it was a gut feeling or something… The hair on my back stood and my heart pounded against my ribs…
I decided to take a tour of the entire house to make sure everything was alright. Everything seemed okay on the surface but the nagging feeling of danger persisted.
In the end, I decided to tour the house once more. There was no one else in the house and it didn’t hurt to be a little extra cautious.
My footsteps sounded in the empty halls as I went around, looking in every nook and corner. When I was in the storeroom, I was assaulted by a distinct scent of jasmines. Wasn’t Jasmine Risha’s favorite perfume?
Shak
