Looking at the empty room, Timothy's heartbeat suddenly quickened, as if something were about to burst out of his chest.
"Brittany, where are you?"
He called out to her, but no one answered.
In the end, Timothy could only go back downstairs and return to his grandmother's side.
"Grandma, isn't Brittany here with you?"
"Why would she be here with me?" Estelle finally looked up at him. "Why would you think she would be here?"
"Today is the day I'm supposed to marry her!" Timothy's face turned grim. "Has the wedding really been canceled?"
"I'm asking you, where have you been these past few days?"
Timothy faltered. "I..."
Estelle could no longer hold back her anger. She glared at him and picked up a magazine from the table, then hurled it hard at him.
"You wretched boy! How many time
