Chapitre 167: Like my brother

The night was calm and quiet. In one of the bedrooms of the first storey of the Dawson's, Eve slept with the blanket that covered the lower half of her body. The white translucent curtains gently moved away from the windows when the wind entered through the gaps of the slightly ajar window. 

When a creak sound came from outside Eve's room, her sleep broke, and her eyes opened. Continuing to hear the creek, she turned worried and pushed the blanket aside before placing both her feet on the ground. Picking up the blown-out candle, she lit the end from the fireplace and opened the door that led to darkness. 

Hearing the creaking sound coming from below now, Eve climbed down the stairs with the candle in front of her. 

KNOCK!