Mike stood tall, tension enveloping the atmosphere as he locked eyes with the figure seen searching under the bed. His commanding voice echoed in the once silent room.
The figure quickly turned, surprised, and upon seeing Mike, their expression shifted from surprise to defiance. With long black hair and glittering eyes, they were dressed in neat office attire, as if just returning from work.
"Livy?" Mike squinted.
The previously suspicious figure turned out to be someone Mike knew very well.
"What are you doing here..?" Mike furrowed his brows.
The person, who seemed shady earlier, now appeared very familiar to Mike.
"What are you doing in my apartment? And how did you got in?"
Livy fell silent, gaping with shock, struggling to understand why Mike was there.
