My throat suddenly became so dry that I needed something to quench my thirst.
Immediately I stepped out of the door to head towards the kitchen, he was right by my door, whispering to the guards stationed there.
He froze when he saw me. “You look like you saw a ghost.”
I didn't reply because technically my mother's past is still haunting me even after her death.
I walked straight to the kitchen with him right behind me.
“What is the matter?” He asked in a voice that sounded gentle but I was too frightened to speak.
I drank the whole bottle of water and threw the plastic into the trash bin. I reached for the second one when he reached me first.
“Talk to me. What did you see?”
I swallowed, not trusting myself to speak. “My… behind my cabinet.”
He started walking too fast for me to k
