CHAPTER 118: BLOODY MARY

CHAPTER 118

~3RD PERSON’S POV~

Gabriella, Mary, Maria, Derren, and Anaya sat quietly in the dining room. The room was dimly lit, as only the light from candles that sat on the chandelier and hung on the walls could be seen. No one wanted to touch the food on their plates, as Anaya hadn’t touched hers. Mary stared at her meal silently, using her fork to play around with the strands of noodles, and Anaya stared at her.

“Who really are you, and where did you come from?” Anaya asked Mary.

Mary raised her head slowly and nervously replied, “Umm, my name is Mary. I was born in a place where the sun hardly hit, in a city really far away from here called The Forgotten. My parents moved here a while ago but died shortly after, leaving me with my madam, for whom I work at the boutique.”

“The-Forgotten? I’ve never heard of that place before. Why is it called that?” Gabriella asked.

“It’s located all the way on the other side of the earth. The city wasn’t always dark and grim. In fact, it was one