Arthur's POV
My heart dropped with that crash. I dashed through the doors, rushed through the stairs, skipping a couple of them. At the top, my heart raced with step I took towards the sound.
“Sierra, I'm sorry,” I followed, Jackson's voice.
He was panicked. I didn't know what. I didn't know why but I did not like the sound of it. The anger he had earlier was completely gone. It has concern now. Worry and panic that scared me.
I got closer and from a distance I spotted Jackson, knocking on the door gently with his palm, holding the knob. “Sierra,” he called again.
The closer I got, the clearer I heard Sierra's sobs within the room. He glared at me the moment he noticed my presence but I did not care about him right now.
“Sierra,” I called but received more sobbing.
I stared at Jack
