“Chelly’s POV”
I couldn’t fully trust Jack. I want to investigate more about David’s death. I would try best to find the clue behind Eric’s dream if there was any.
Jack wiped the tears on my face while adding, “Eric must be hungry.”
Without replying to Jack, I stood up to my feet and went directly to the bathroom.
He kept gawking at me, but I didn’t give a damn and closed the door.
I commenced washing my face when someone twisted the doorknob and entered inside.
I snapped my head away from the running tap only to find Jack standing at the door holding a first aid box.
Jack closed the door and edged nearer. I rolled my eyes. I was becoming befuddled to understand this man standing right beside me.
I didn’t know what was going inside his wily mind.
The main purpose of staying
