A week had passed, maria and alice's Mother were still holed up, not speaking or coming out of her room.
Fortunately, the food brought by Maria was always eaten by her.
Maria was currently heading to her mother's room to deliver dinner for tonight. She looked under the front door of her mother's room and saw the empty plate. She smiled, took the empty plate, and replaced it with a plate of food she was carrying.
Then she knocked on the door and said, "Mom, dinner is ready."
"...," as usual, there was no response from her mother.
Maria looked a bit disappointed, although she knew this would happen. "I'm going now, Mom..."
As Maria was about to leave, suddenly a voice from the bedroom was heard, "good night."
