A knock from the door sounded for a minute, it looked like he would just ignore the knock with his hands on the handle anyway.
She was ice-cold inside the closet, this time her heart was not beating loudly any more rather it was silent as though it had been frozen out of her chest.
He groaned. Walking toward the door, pushing the closet more firmly instead of opening it just as he had wanted to.
The room was filled with the voice of another woman she couldn't make out now because there were no spaces from the closet to peek.
The closet was as dark as her heart, and not even shutting her eyes could take away the memory of the darkness, the fear of almost being caught.
The other woman's voice seemed to be familiar and strange to her ears at the same time, and while still trying to figur
