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BEATRICE:

"Beatrice. What's wrong?" Drake asked on the other side of the line. "Why did you suddenly go silent?"

The hair of my back stood as my heart raced wildly against my ribcage.

What if a thief was able to enter the house?

"N-Nothing," I retorted, but I was not able to hide the fear in my voice which my ex-husband was able to detect.

"I don't think it's nothing, Beatrice. Tell me if there's something wrong."

Tiptoeing, I silently checked the doors if they were locked. They were as well as the windows of the room.

"N-Nothing."

"I swear, Beatrice. If you don't answer me right now, I will go there and see for myself what's wrong."

I craned my neck to check if there were some noises, but found none.

Maybe I was only imagining things? What if there was no burglar here? Perhaps I was only paranoid after all the stress that I felt this week?

"Beatrice. You're testing my patience."

"I...I think someone trespassed the house. But worry not. Maybe I am only imagining it, okay? You don't h
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