Anita’s Pov
The morning sunlight filtered through the windows of my small office, casting a warm glow across the desk as I settled in to go through the files Beta Damian had handed me.
The task was straightforward, and as I began sorting through the documents, I allowed myself to relax slightly, finding a strange comfort in the routine work.
But as I immersed myself in the reports, something caught my attention. A faint wobbling sound echoed from behind me, growing louder and more louder at each passing second.
At first, I ignored it, not wanting to think of any given problem or sort of.
But the noise kept coming as if it was something was stumbling or rolling a non stop race with a growing sound in my ears.
My heart skipped a beat as I turned just in time to see the large decorative ornament hanging on the wall behind me wobbling dangerously. My breath caught in my throat as I realized it was about to fall off its hook.