CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
The deafening silence bathing the house on Friday morning felt a little too loud. I could almost swear I heard my own heartbeat. I was barely unable to keep my eyes open because Niran and I had spent the night with Tiara. The poor girl had been afraid to close her eyes and when she finally got a wink of sleep, it was already five thirty in the morning. Thank God I had no classes today or I would have had to skip them due to exhaustion. On the other hand, Niran looked effortless good with no sigh of tiredness. Tiara was still asleep while we had just broken the news to the girls over breakfast.
“So what I’m getting from this, is that something happened to our friend and housemate and you never bothered to wake us up?” Angie finally broke the silence.
“You were dead as
