VICTOR
The clock had already struck nine in the evening, and Diana was conspicuously absent from my residence. Repeated attempts to reach her by phone proved futile, each call met with the disheartening silence of an unanswered line. Frustration and worry intertwining, I took the wheel and drove to her place, strategically parking my car at a distance, entertaining the suspicion that she might be in the company of Seth.
Getting into the elevator, it carried me to her apartment. Positioned outside her door, I pressed the doorbell with a sense of urgency, standing in limbo for what felt like an eternity, the chime echoing in the corridor without a hint of response.
Staring at the keypad, I decided to test the codes swirling in my mind. Unaware of her birthday, I opted for the date she awo
