Chapter 22. She Sounded Like Rose

Faint voices coming from the living room strayed towards her hearing and Cindy could not help but smuggle against her pillow feeling reluctant to get up from bed. She was laying on her stomach with her hands stretched across the bed, her phone in hand.

In the end, she opened her eyes lazily and yawned. Then she pulled her phone closer to see it was 8:30 am already.

“Arrgghhh, how and when did I even sleep off?” she yawned lazily once more.

She glanced at her phone and remembered she had slept off while reading the hateful comments and online articles about Daisy online.

She scoffed as she sat up on the bed.

“Even the story of your downfall is boring Daisy,” she said mockingly with a sly smile on.

Robbing her eyes, she moved closer to the edge of the bed before dropping her feet on the cold tiles.

The voices coming from the living room had drawn her attention and she wanted to see what was going on.

Not like it sounded like an argument