Noah continued to knock on the door, growing concerned when there was no response from inside. He knocked once more, raising his voice. "Sarah? Please open the door. It's me, Noah." He called out, hoping that Sarah hadn't heard his earlier attempts to reach her.
Frowning, Noah made his way back downstairs to the main area of the shop. He approached Ava, who was sitting on the sofa since there were no customers to attend to.
"Excuse me, Ava," he began, addressing her by name. "Do you happen to have a spare key for the room? Sarah isn't responding, and I'm getting worried." He explained the reason behind his request, hoping that Ava could provide him with a solution.
"Yes, sir," Ava immediately stood up from her seat upon seeing Noah. "Let me fetch it for you," she offered, remembering the location where Sarah kept the spare key for emergencies.
