A tape of Magnolia, earlier when she left to get ready, only she wasn't getting ready, she was searching the room, every nook and cranny, including the computer.
But why would she do that?
Confused and mostly disappointed, I looked back at her and swallowed angrily.
She wears a normal expression on her face, oblivious to the video on my phone.
"Can we talk in private?" I asked her, with an uncontrollable frown painted on my face.
"Okay?" She agrees with a slight mod and follows me to some unknown angle of her house, or is it her parents? I don't give a s**t at this point. All I needed was a good reason for why she was searching my room. Because God knows I was beginning to presume things, things I shouldn't.
But she started before I could.
"When are you freeing the housekeeper
