"What... what was that?" asked Evander, still unable to understand how the door had closed itself without either of them being able to move.
"Maybe it was just a mouse," replied Victoria, laughing lightly.
"Or maybe one of the servants forgot to close a door."
"But there were muffled voices coming from the other side." Evander looked over at his wife with wide eyes, completely shocked by the sudden events that had taken place. How the hell did the door close by itself?
"They're probably just talking about something, darling," reassured Victoria, trying to calm her husband down.
Evan didn't respond. Instead, he walked back into their bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed. "We need to find out what exactly happened here," he muttered to himself.
"But where could I possibly start
