Clara looked around the upper floor and she couldn’t understand why she felt something eerie around her surroundings.
She slowly paced towards their bedroom and immediately closed the door. She sighed in relief when she got there safely without making a sound.
Clara furrowed her eyebrows at the room as she saw that the bed was in disarray like someone has been there doing something she doesn’t know.
She fished out her phone in her pockets and tried to call Tristan again, she flinched when she heard something ringing near the bed.
Clara slowly paced over there and noticed that Tristan’s phone was on the bedside table, it was ringing loudly enough for her to hear it outside.
“Tristan’s been here,” She mumbled while grabbing that phone, she squinted her eyes after reading
