The moon was high above Kingston Estate, spilling a soft light across the marble floors of the upstairs corridor. It looked unnaturally pink, with a hint of crimson.
Ivy stood outside the bathroom, her towel knotted tightly above her chest, steam still curling around her bare shoulders. Her damp hair clung to her collarbone, and tiny droplets slid down the curve of her neck, disappearing beneath the towel's edge.
She had just stepped out of the shower, her body still tingling from the adrenaline and fear of what had happened earlier.She actually, had to take the shower because she thought her body was going to explode if she didn't.It had become unbearably hot…
Her mother hadn’t tried to come back.Thank God for that…and the rest of the house had fallen into an eerie, strained silence.T
