●✈ 𝐀 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 ●
❝What are you?❞
❝Do you know the line between life and death?❞
Janet Tyler, a seventeen-year-old girl whose hobby was to play badminton. She used to play badminton in her local areas and school. With the help of h...
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Janet indulged herself in the game. She just didn't know who to question to seek the answers that were swirling in her mind.
"Hey, Janet!" Avery greeted putting a mug of hot coffee in front of her as she was tying the shoelaces.
"Thanks, Avery. I really needed it." Janet said and looked up to smile.
"I can see that. By the way, why are you so stressed? It's been so many days... are you still not comfortable here?" Avery asked concerned.
"No no, that's not it, Avery. I'm very much accustomed to the rules and environment here... but you know... uh... some things bug me all the time and I don't know ...where's the end?"
As Janet took a sip of the hot coffee, her throat felt warm, and she felt a little bit hotter in there.
"Okay but-"
Janet's phone rang, reminding her of her practice for the next-coming tournament. When she looked at the caller ID her smile widened.
"Hey, Janet! Watcha' doing?" The chirpy voice made her chuckle.
"Oh, nothin' much. Just taking a cup of coffee." She spoke.
"Oh? Me too!"
"How's work going, Maria?"
"Everything is going just fine, uh... it's um... off topic, but did you by any chance... came across a phrase like, 'something... est la'?"
Maria's words sent an electric shock down her spine. She had been thinking about it all night, and what she did not expect was to have a conversation on this topic that too with Maria, who didn't have a clue about what was going on there.
"Hello? I'm listening..."
Janet didn't know what came over her as she decided to lie. Her instincts told her from the very first day that Maria had business outside of that house. She unhesitatingly decided to play.
"Um... no. I haven't, why?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. But why?"
Maria seemed to ignore the question as she asked, "Okay... do you have any idea about the language?"
"Um... I don't know. Maybe French?" Janet guessed.
"Oh, thank you so much!"
"Was that all? I mean, is this the reason you called me?"
"No no, not at all. I wanted to know how you're doing! That's why I gave you my number, you remember? It's just... I suddenly remembered it. That's why."
Janet couldn't hold her laugh. Did she think Janet was stupid? That was purely intentional, at least Janet knew that.
