She walks up to the bedrooms...

Jade entered the house, scared of what she might see. It was hardly necessary to voice out what she was afraid of seeing. All the ill omens, the unease she had encountered and felt today were leading up to this moment...

No one in the living room...a heavy bag of groceries lay unattended on the dining table. Usually, her mother would pack and arrange what she had bought immediately after getting home. Unless, she’d been distracted by something, or someone...

As she had that thought, Jade heard voices coming from upstairs. Yup, voices. Plural. Her mother was definitely not alone, and undoubtedly, the one with her right now was her bastard of an ex-boyfriend. She crept up the stairs, peeking into her mom’s bedroom, where she saw...