chapter-6 ( noah's pov)

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POV- NOAH

Looking at her past activities, I don’t think I can find any suspects. All I have is her health reports which are of no use.
My ceiling looks so dull as I stare at it. again, I’m doing nothing to help.
Who can it be… her neighbour? Landlord? No, they were terrified. Doesn’t mia had any close relatives?
I hear my doorbell ring loud, somebody is impatient.
I open the door, a lady who’s maybe in her mid thirties with blonde hair cropped short, green cat eyes and short stature stood infront of me. She wore a brown coat and dark pair of jeans.
My eyes travel to hers.
‘ mellisa’ she states,’ mia’s aunt’




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