Her heart raced with worry, each beat echoing louder in her ears as she called out the girl's name, her voice trembling with fear and urgency.
"Miss Lambert! Miss Lambert, where are you?" Liz's voice echoed off the walls, pleading for a response that never came.
Panic gripped her chest as she raced from room to room, her mind swirling with questions and worst-case scenarios.
Meanwhile, the Lambert couple stood stoically in the foyer, their expressions unreadable as they watched Liz's frantic search. There was a chilling stillness in the air, broken only by the sound of Liz's desperate cries.
As Liz's search yielded no results, she sank to her knees in despair, her hands trembling as tears welled up in her eyes. "Please, Miss Lambert, please come back," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
But the silence remained unbroken, leaving Liz to grapple with the overwhelming fear that her beloved Miss Lambert was truly gone.
