Miguel knocked firmly on Elizabeth’s door.
His voice had a hint of worry as he called out to her. "Good morning, Liz. Are you still sleeping, or just ignoring me?" Miguel waited, leaning against the doorframe, but there was only silence in return.
Growing frustrated, he called out again, louder this time, "Fine, stay in there all day if you want! But I’m going out, and I won’t be back till much later."
He continued to wait for her usual sarcastic comeback or even an annoyed groan, but nothing came from the other side.
A chill prickled down his spine as he realized something felt… wrong. He glanced at the door again, feeling uneasy. "Elizabeth," he said, his voice low, "I don’t care how mad you are. If you don’t open this door, I’ll break it down. You have three seconds."
He began coun
