"This couple..."
Roger's heart filled with intense suspicion, but quickly he thought of the sadness and panic that had shown on the man's face in the woods.
"Could it really be as he said?"
"Today is the child's birthday, the mother made new clothes for the child, and the family was ready to celebrate properly."
"But now..."
The room had very little furniture and it looked as though the couple was living a life of poverty. Roger aimlessly walked over to the dining area.
There was actually a feast laid out on the table, with several white candles burning at the corner of the table, which under the flickering candlelight, made the food look even more delicious and abundant.
With a slight frown, Roger's pupils suddenly constricted.
There were only two sets of tableware on the table.
"The woman knew the child would never come back."
