CHAPTER 27

Sophie

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Walls do have ears. The air suddenly became cold, each breath sending fearful shivers through every nerve in my body.

A ragged chuckle escaped my constricted throat. My fingers clutched my skirt. “Fred,” I called his name out as soon as I remembered it. “No, I’m sure you didn’t hear us properly.” I blink rapidly.

Romi chipped in. “We were arguing if pregnant women can get horny,” she said with a forced smile. “Sophie isn’t pregnant.”

Fred straightened his position, taking his back off the frame. His hands were back in his pocket, and he began approaching us. “You know, among the five senses, one tends to stand out more than the others,” he said, pausing as if searching for the next words. “And for me, it’s my ears.” A sinister smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

The chill in the room intensified. With each step he took forward, the thud echoed in my ears like he was walking inside of my head.

“With my pregnancy, I’m not getting laid anytime soon.” Fred