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Jason, Bianca, Simon, Lily, Leilani, Shyla, and Jake- students of different background with nothing in common but the fact that they all had secrets they were trying to keep and they had all sinned against a person, were tricked into a room that gave their life a different direction. Simon died in the room, Shyla went missing immediately they got out, leaving the rest of them as suspects. They became less suspicious as they were being murdered one after the other and more suspicious as every one of their hidden secrets were no longer hidden and no longer secrets. The last two survivors figured out that things didn't look as it seems, but the real culprit was always around-The culprit wouldn't want them getting away with the truth though Follow these students on their journey and discover how one's life can change overnight, how sweet or bad love can be, lots of secrets untold, And also discover who the last survivor(s) would be or maybe there is none. You like my book? Kindly comment Add to your library Send power stones Send gifts Share with your friends I'm asking too much (winks) Please do all if you can STAY SAFE AND HAPPY READING. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK IS TOTALLY A WORK OF MY IMAGINATION, ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ANYTHING MIGHT BE A COINCIDENCE OR WHERE I GOT MY INSPIRATION FROM. THE BOOK COVER WAS DESIGNED BY ME BUT, THE MAIN PICTURE WAS DOWNLOADED FROM GEULGRAM

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Dad's back

BIANCA'S POV

 

I pressed the doorbell waiting for anyone to open up. I sighed and looked around the vicinity. Everywhere was calm and quiet and it was a bit chilly. 

I am on my mission of searching Jake's room.

My mind suddenly traveled to Jason.

Why is Jason doing this to me?

I reached for my Chanel quilted contrast crossbody and brought out my cellphone and dialed the president's phone number. The president's phone was with him.

I took my phone to my ear listening to it as it rang but there was no response. I sighed and returned my phone to my bag and waited for someone to open the door.

I pressed the doorbell once more and almost immediately an old woman opened the wooden gate.

 "Hello", I softly said with an innocent smile.

"Bianca?", she asked and I heaved a sigh of relief. I didn't want to start introducing myself.