Chapter Eighty Two

I knocked on the door to my mother’s apartment, but there was no response. I had been here for about five minutes now. Was she avoiding me?. I tried the door; only to discover it was unlocked so I pushed it open, walking into her apartment.

“Mom?”

No response.

“Anyone home?”

No response.

It was very clear that there was nobody in here; maybe she was out working, but her scent seemed a bit... faint, like she hadn’t been in here for a few days, I was slowly getting the hang of my ‘heightened’ senses now, and I could easily note things like this.

I frowned, bemused. I searched in the fridge for a drink—anything that would keep me busy, I hated the idea of returning back to my room. I felt so trapped back there. But the fridge was completely empty. Strange.

I shrugged off this eerie feeling and walked out of her apartment, shutting the door just as I had found it.

A maid had been walking by, and I called to her.

“Have you seen my mother lately?” I questioned, and her eyes flew wide.

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