Chapter 87 For You
- 《 Shirley 》
- I hunched over the window seat of my former bedroom, staring at the rain hitting the thick glass, tears whirling down my cheeks.
- The sky was murky and cloudy as if it was mourning like me. I could see specks of blue lights from the second floor, the sirens going off without any restraint, constantly reminding me that a murder had occurred downstairs—the murder of my mother.