Chapter 8

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When we got home, our mom was making pasta. Ashley went to meet her in the kitchen, while I went straight to my room.

As Ashley chatted away with our mom in the kitchen, I slumped down on my bed, feeling drained from the long day at school. The sound of their voices drifted through the walls, and I could hear snippets of their conversation.

"How was school, darling?" Mom asked.

Ash, always one to share everything, chimed in eagerly. “There's a new boy named Blake, he looks dangerous.”

Ash told her about the whole drama in the cafeteria and the tension between David and Blake.

Not wanting to listen to their conversation, I brought out my copy of Macbeth and started reading it.

As I dove into the world of Macbeth, the sounds of the kitchen faded into the background. I found myself lost in the words, the characters, and the intricate plot.

But as I read on, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The play was dark, filled with themes of betrayal and murder. It was a far cry fro