CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
~DAPHNE~
“Hey, Daphne. It’s me!”
“Oh s**t!” I mumbled as soon as I recognized that voice. I glanced at the wall clock in the room. It was ten minutes to seven at night.
Kennedy isn’t supposed to be here till tomorrow afternoon. How is she back so soon?
I swiftly raced around and began to pack up my equipment as swiftly as possible.
“Daphne! Daphne!” She banged on the door profusely. “What’s going on? Why aren’t you opening the door?
“I’m coming, please hold on,” I yelled at the top of my voice frantically. I packed as much as I could from the bed and flung them into the wardrobe. I would sort everything out later when Kennedy isn’t in the room.
As soon as I was done packing, I quickly rushed to open up. Standing at the door was Kennedy, who had a perplexed look
