Christian's POV
I raced to my mom's house, my heart pounding in my chest. Someone had broken in, and I couldn't shake the feeling of dread that had settled in my stomach. I pulled up to the house, noticing that the front door was open. I killed the engine and quietly got out of the car, my eyes scanning the surroundings. I didn't see anyone, but I knew I had to be careful.
I crept up to the door, my ears straining to hear any sound. Maybe the person had left. I thought to myself, That's when I heard it - a faint rustling noise coming from inside. I slowly pushed open the door and slipped inside, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. The house was quiet, and I wondered if I was too late.
I crept through the dark and silent house, my heart racing with every step. I had to find my mom. I had
