The mechanical voice echoed over and over in John's mind.
The unease in his heart seemed to finally take shape at that moment, gradually squeezing his heart tighter and tighter.
He abruptly pushed Eliz aside and rushed toward the hotel.
But no matter how he tried, the room card wouldn't work, so he knocked on the door, trying to calm down.
"Della, Della, are you there?"
There was no response.
"Della! Della!" John's knocking became more and more urgent.
He reached out to turn the doorknob, and the loud noise echoed through the hallway, drawing the attention of the cleaner.
The cleaner pulled him back and said, "Sir, if you continue like this, I'll have to call the police."
"I'm sorry. I'm just looking for my girlfriend. This is her room."
John tried to stay calm, but his fingertip
