CHAPTER-13I had always liked to make up scenarios in my head. I had this habit right from my childhood. I imagine myself in various situations and my reactions to it. But I never expected myself to sit in my living room with a sharp knife in my hand to stab my roommate if necessary.
Noah was still sleeping in his room unaware that I saw his picture with Mitchell and Kevin. That picture could only mean one thing. Noah lied to me. When I asked him about Mitchell earlier he acted like he didn't know her other than the news of her murder in the paper. But not only did he know Mitchell but also Kevin. I grabbed my phone and looked at the selfie I sent myself from Noah's phone last night.
It was a normal selfie. Just the ones, you take casually with your friends. They seemed to be in the livin
