After a few minutes, Leslie finally found the strength to get up. She left the bedroom, only to find that Derek was already gone. He had left the house. Despite the quiet, the absence of Derek did little to ease her discomfort.
As Leslie slowly made her way out of the bedroom, she noticed something unusual. The door to a room she had never entered before was slightly ajar. This room had always been off-limits, a mystery that had piqued her curiosity more than once. Now, with the door invitingly open, she felt a strong urge to peek inside and uncover its secrets.
However, she hesitated. She knew that prying into Derek's private space might not be the best idea. After all, she had just endured a traumatic experience and the last thing she needed was to provoke him further. She stood there
