The Murderer

The room was very quiet, so Keira's knocking became very distinct.

Lewis paused for a moment.

He seemed to have heard Keira's voice...

Although he knew it was wishful thinking, perhaps even a fantasy, since he had experienced this several times over the past few days.

Yet, he still looked up happily toward the balcony.

Indeed, through the glass door, the balcony was empty.

Lewis furrowed his brows and slowly straightened up, walking toward the balcony.

On the balcony.

At that moment, Keira's mouth was covered by someone, and she was hiding to the side, struggling with all her might but unable to exert any strength!

Just then, she caught a glimpse of Lewis, who seemed to walk toward her. Keira's eyes brightened slightly. She stretched out her foot, ready to kick the flowerpot next to her.

As long as she made a noise, Lewis would definitely come out and see her!