When he just opened the door, Darren saw the figure he was looking for was already in front of him, standing crying in front of the door.
"Why are you crying? And where have you been?" Darren pulled Calista's hand into the room and locked the door. Calista sat on the edge of the bed and was still sobbing. Darren had never seen Calista cry like this. His brow furrowed to ask, but he waited for Calista to stop crying.
"Have you finished crying? Now tell me what's up! You make me worry. You didn't take your phone and bag." Darren interrogates Calista like a suspect in a severe case.
"I was lying down earlier, and then someone was knocking. I opened but no one. There is only a piece of paper that says 'I'm waiting for you downstairs'. I thought it was from you. I don't remember to bring my cell phone and wallet. So I immediately went downstairs." Calista stopped her story for a moment to catch her breath. Darren took a chair and sat in front of Calista.
"Then?"