The young Architect doesn’t know why but it makes her so giddy and happy at the same time.
Her hand is trebling.......she wipes the sweatiness on her palm, as she punches her card key, the lock click.....indicating that it's open.
Slowly she opens her door, assessing herself to what she would say to the woman when she came face to face with her sober.
She roamed her gaze to the surroundings of her Pent House……… her forehead suddenly furrowed when she notice the deafening silence inside.
She has suddenly felt nervous...... the young Architect took a quick step as she headed to her room, she almost stumbles going to the stairs.
Without hesitation, she immediately opened her room when she reached the front door.
And she was surprised when she sees inside her room the………………...
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THE BED…… HER BED IS EMPTY, THE SLEEPING BEAUTY IS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND!!!???