Hailey's POV
I hastened upstairs, Mrs. Alora's concerned voice echoing behind me. "Hailey, where are you going!?" I didn't respond, my mind fixated on finding the purse.
As I entered my room, I paused, trying to recall where I had last seen the bag. A sense of urgency washed over me, and I began searching every nook and cranny. I rummaged through my closet, wardrobe, and bathroom, but there was no sign of it.
Just as I was about to give up, I spotted a leather handle peeking from beneath the bed. My heart skipped a beat as I fell to my knees to investigate. With a sigh of relief, I confirmed it was the purse I had been searching for.
I pulled out my journal and flipped through the pages until I found the key. As I turned the page, the key slipped out, landing on the floor with a loud c
