VIOLET’S POV
I danced for a couple of minutes before I become really tired. I looked around for Kylie but I could not see her. I asked around and somehow I got to know that she left a couple of minutes earlier.
I was cool with that but something then hinted to me that I should go home.
All of a sudden, all I could think about is my diary. I took a cab home and found the key under the door mat.
As soon as I opened my bedroom door, my heart started beating twice its normal speed. My room was messy. What caught my attention so much though is my open diary on the top of the table.
I know I hid it. Who took it out, was it my mum?
Fear engulfed me and I started shaking as I opened my phone. I needed to call my mum and find out if she was home.
“Hi mum,” I greeted her as
