Chapter 26: Fake Death.

Jaylene.

"Let's go inside, mmh?"

"This is my house, why do l have to hide?" l snapped and got on my feet with heaviness on my head, eyeing the both of them ridiculously.

I sauntered into the house habitually, going with my instincts, l held my forehead distressingly, lurching on my steps with weak sobs, l don't understand why a funeral ceremony is being held for me. Am still fucking alive!

Did anyone try to look for me? Or is no one actually looking for me?

I ostentatiously walked into the spacious hall, our house has always been a fairly large house, with luxury claddings, natural stones, handcrafted customised solid woods, and most doors from reflective glass with metal finishes, l reeled my eyes to the stairs utilised to highlight the conceptual lighting of the house, the first suite after the long stairs are father's office.

I reeled my eyes in the direction of the hallway, where most people were coming out and going in from, with chattering noise and mild sobs, the other door lea