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Something's wrong?
Avery Jane pushed open the door and felt a slight uneasiness, but couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. The air carried a strange and unsettling atmosphere. Turning on the light, she saw the Marguerites quietly blooming in the silver vase, while the silk curtains draped onto the plush carpet, with moonlight casting a delicate glow over the beautiful carpet. Wasn't he already back? Why was it like this? Had he gone out? She was used to having his company on nights like these, but seeing the vast, empty house made her feel an unbearable chill.
