"..." There was a silence as a woman sat on her couch and continued to look at her front door.
"Laura! It's already night! Why would she come home at night!? Let's just sleep already!" Claude shouted from his small office.
"Just a few more minutes! She'll be home in no time! I am sure of it!" Laura said as she continued to give herself false hopes that Sylvie would come home.
"The two other brats haven't even come home yet! Why would she be home! She's probably out with her friends or something!" Claude shouted once more as he loudly closed the book he was reading.
"Those two brats are your problem! Sylvie is my precious daughter! You already know how delicate she was when I brought her to the king's castle that day! That bastard of a guy almost killed my daughter! He dared to use my daughter as a hostage!" Laura shouted back at him as she started reminiscing of the past.
