CAUGHT

Alexia

On getting into my room, I saw Aunt Esperanza going through my stuff. Wait what? What does this old hag want again?

"You don't get tired, huh?" I crossed my arms as I stood watching her from the entrance. She didn't even look scared.

She had been too nosy these days. Whenever I go out? I sense I am being followed. I had been extra careful since Bella got jailed. It was as if I was her number one suspect.

When delivering money to Marcus and Thomas, I had to wear a different hair, or a nose mask to hide my identity or she may just report me to the police or something. What if she finds out about the warehouse or what's worse? She gets to know I had a hand in the reason her niece was in jail.

"Just back off already. You can't find anything here… if you're looking for a suspect, why don't you just turn yourself in? I mean, you look like a criminal, anyway." I said with my head up high, but it went low the moment she forgot her hands on my face.

What the fuck is wrong with this witch