Chapter 162 Naomi

• I have an idea but it's definitely going to hurt like hell. I stand up with the chair and move from my original position. I walk to the window in front of me and look at the environment through the dirty window. Wherever we are, it's quiet and no one will hear a thing if anything happens. I turn around, taking a deep breath at my suicide attempt to save my life from my supposed best friend who wants to kill me.
• I sprint towards the wall as I slam the chair against the concrete wall.
• " Fuck." I grit out.