| A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY |
A circle of masked people, a series of secrets, a stage of crimes in the arena of the dirtiest game ever played.
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● ADELAIDE, AUSTRALIA, 2024
It all started with an ordinary girl...
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The lawn of Covey Mansion had submerged in greenery and amidst it lied various coloured flowers which shone like that thousands of stars in the evening sky. The busy chaos of city life couldn't reach to the mansion, overlapping the beautiful sound of the crickets in the greenery.
"Only thing I like about being in home is spending my evening in this balcony."
A sigh left her mouth when glancing down below the water of the small pond in the lawn surrounded by rocks. Sipping her refreshing lemon tea, Heuron sat down over the polished wooden flooring among the slow breeze of evening. Breaking through the serene sound of the nature, her phone vibrated on the floor on an incoming call.
"Lydia? Why is she calling me?..." In a confused thought, she picked up the phone, to hear the smooth silvery voice of Lydia. "Hey, Heuron! Is everything okay?"
"Yes...yes ofcourse...but why did you suddenly ask?" "I have almost called and texted you like a thousand times. But your phone happened to be switched, and that too since three days. I was genuinely so terrified."
Holding her head with her eyes closed, she remembered her phone was under Zeff's conviction. For a second everything happened between her and Zeff became vivid in front of her eyes, but she pulled herself to listen back to the call.
"I gave my phone for repair, and so, it was switched off. Forget about that, how are you?" "By the grace of God, you picked my call today! Do you remember I ask you to come over to my birthday? It's tomorrow! I will send my address and other details to you. And please for God sake, I don't want to hear a no from you." "Ok...okay...I will come!" In a hesitant tone, she stated. "Great! See you tomorrow then!"
She sighed as the call hang up at the forced acceptance she made for Lydia. As usual mingling with people wasn't her cup of tea, and after these series of incidents happening with her, she barely wanted to leave her room out of exhaustion and fear too.
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"Ma'am, your dress is ready!" A knock pressed on the door, which was followed by a reply to let her come in.
"Okay, keep it here!" Heuron draping herself in her white bathrobe, motioned to her without even looking at the dress she brought, "Help me blow dry my hair. And did you tell Mom I'm leaving for a party?" "As you said, I told Miss Duwana. And she handed me this dress to give you. She said this is her custom made dress. Also she said her stylist will be here to make you ready."
Abruptly glancing at the dress on her hand, Heuron realised that wasn't the dress she gave for ironing. But without reacting anything further on it, she sat on the couch unrolling her waist long mahogany hair from the wet towel. "You may leave. Also tell your ma'am I don't need her help and can manage my own stuffs."
"I swear this woman is far away from my understanding range." Murmuring to herself, she dried her wet hair as the sound of the door being closed echoed in the room.
