Vanessa, The Compassionate Nurse From India
1 I quickly cut the ropes tying her limbs, starting with the rope around her right ankle. XXX She practically spat the words out. Once I got down there, I went behind the stairs and removed the cleverly placed boxes, revealing the hidden wooden panel that led to the secret room. Ahhh…”
I shuddered and curled tighter under the sheet. I would even be grateful if she would slap me across the face. She picked up after two tone and asked what’s the problem. “Did she say when she’ll be back?” I added. Layla!” Laura screamed in pain. Even that took a few seconds. I hazarded a glance and instantly regretted it. So there wasn’t any point to be discreet. The smell of alcohol immediately hit me and I turned to my aunt. My heart clenched as she took another long swig. “We are at the mall, shopping for the stuff Laura will need for her college.”
Yeah, right.