Chapter 165 No More Evil Witch

• AMARA’S POINT OF VIEW.
• I slapped a hand over my mouth in shock and horror, as her blood gushed out without control, staining the once flashy, not so perfect tiles with its deep crimson colour. My heart pounded as a sick feeling gripped my stomach at the smell of blood permeating the air. All I wanted to do was give in to the dizzying feeling washing over me, but instead, I steeled myself.
• My dad stood over her body, and I could see raw fear in his eyes, as his hands shook. For a moment, he looked around in confusion, and what looked like worry as well. I made a move to step out, so I could ease his worry by letting him know someone else heard what had happened, when I heard her voice again.