Chapter 11

Amna Nihal 754 words

I bolt into the house.

Stamp my feet as I walk through the front door.

Ayesha and Aliya quietly following me as they watch me, aggressively opening

the front door.

I throw the wood I collected, near the fireplace and start climbing up the

stairs to go to my room.

"What about the...

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