“See? Even now, not a single person has come out to look, right?
In a house like this, the spaces are so vast that most sounds are buried immediately.”
Zebin’s sudden serenade to her had not been a mere joke—it had been a test to see how loud a noise could be made safely.
I should not have come out of the bedroom.
I should have chosen another day.
Belated regret was immense.
She resented herself for coming out to check without fear, assuming it would be nothing.
It was at that moment.
Her eyes met Doras’s dead-on as he turned around.
“Who’s there!”
Both were startled.
But there was no time to hesitate, held back by his shout.
First, she had to run.
Ayesha threw down even the shoes in her hand and immediately turned and sprinted down the corridor.
If she returned to her bedroom, there was a…
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