Author’s pov
He checked again, turning the platter upaide down. He checked below the table and under the table cloth .Nothing was there. His heart began to race. “I put them in here… I remember it clearly…” he muttered under his breath.
Show your support
Hey! This is zeya !!!!!! i would love to hear your feedbacks on my story and if you like to support i would be really happy
Write a comment ...