Chapter Twenty Two
In which there was an emergency.
Lily Ambrose.
I was sleeping,
when the main door suddenly shot with a loud bang. We seemed to have slept in the living whole while streaming some movies. Kingston, who was surprised with a loud noise, went frantic to look around the living room in search of the perpetrator. What we saw, however, was my brother. Distress and paranoia were written on his face in pure bold.
"What happened to you?"
He sighed, pulling his hair, "I think I just ruined something."
"Okay," I frowned, walking towards my distressed brother. His eyes continued to scan in panic and I could hear him mumble something, "can you please sit in the couch though, you're... quite jumpy."
"Lily," he called, frantic.
What is happen
