The house was very quiet, and she didn't change her shoes, heading straight upstairs to the children's room where her bag was placed.
The door was closed, and she knocked on it but received no response.
Frowning, she knocked again twice, yet there was still no sound.
He had just picked up her phone a few minutes ago; it wasn't possible that he had fallen asleep so quickly, was it?
"Are you in there? I'm coming in."
She lost her patience, grabbed the doorknob, and pushed the door open.
The lights inside were on, but there was no one there.
No wonder her knocks went unanswered.
She stepped in and searched the room but couldn't find her bag.
But she clearly remembered that she had brought it in the night before yesterday.
After standing by the bed for a while, she turned and walked a few steps down the corridor, immediately noticing that a bedroom door ahead was slightly ajar with light seeping out.
