They were welcomed inside the house with a warm atmosphere from the host, biscuits laid in front of them, juices mixed for them, and a wide smile was also plastered on the woman's face. But for some reason, it didn't feel right, the emotion seemed to be not fit in the situation right now. She should not be smiling, she should be worrying over her son who might probably be taken by someone else, or now dead, God forbid. But here she was, seemingly happy to see them, that it almost looked force for them.
The house was not that huge and sumptuous, but it was enough to tell that this family was well-off. It was a two-story spacious house, the floor was tiled, the furniture seemed to be of high quality, it was bright and refreshing inside, it seemed like the woman really had the time to clean
