I jumped off the bed and brought my ears close to the walls connected to the room of Louis and Oceane. My heart pounded heavily as I moved. I was always suspicious of Louis and the screaming gave me more chance to be even more suspicious.
My hands held the wall as I pressed my ears closer to it. I was more than ready to prove that Louis was some sick person who was probably torturing poor Oceane, but sadly I was proved wrong before I could even bring forth a solid argument.
A loud moan met my ears not once but a successive amount of times and soon I began to hear Ocean scream some things in French. I turned back only to see Jacob laughing harder like he had gotten front-row seats to one of the best comedy shows in town.
I on the other hand didn't find this funny anymore. An emotion that
