𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

30#𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

The Ahmeed's luxurious house in the media above!

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𝐀𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐄

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I was still in awe as Fareeda tool us to a sitting room smaller than the bigger living room but even this room didn't look less expensive and exquisite.

It was magnificent.

The whole house screamed FUCKING luxury !

"Your- your house is really nice." I complimented whilst stuttering. Kanye chuckled.

Of course, he wouldn't understand because his house is equally as expensive as this one.

"Yeah and boring too. So to what do I owe this unexpected visit?" She said going straight to the point.

"She told me to bring her here. She asked to see you so I did. Any question you have should be directed at her." Kanye told her and she didn't even reply or smile at least, all she did was focus solely on me.

"Urhm" I cleared my throat. "I was really curious as to why you haven't been in school since Monday."

She scoffed. She friggin scoffed.

"Don't tell me that's why you're here. Are you trying to figure something out?" She really was smart.

"Okay. So I've been feeling really restless since that day and really connected to Kelly's death-"

"Suicide!" She corrected immediately with a straight face.

"Yeah Kelly's suicide. I didn't know you both were acquainted until that day when I saw how traumatized. Recently when I was thinking about that day, I remembered you asking, did you see Kelly?, and not, have you seen Kelly."

"What exactly is your point?" she asked with her bored expression.

"It was almost as if you knew she was in there. Like you both were talking before she even got in there." I continued.

"That's a stupid thing to conclude. We never spoke. If that's all you can leave my house now!" As she made that statement, two maids came in carrying trays in their hands.

One had a tray containing cookies of different kinds and the other, a tray containing two glasses of fruit juice and a glass of water.

They dropped it on the table and left but not before handing Fareeda her glass of water. Kanye took his glass and fisted his hands into the cookie tray.

"They brought us snacks, we can't just leave now. So you should listen to what Awele has to say." Kanye told her and I noticed her jaw tighten.

"Please, cooperate with me." I pleaded.

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