Click.
Elena slowly pushed open the front door and cautiously peeked inside.
The house was entirely silent. Darkness and silence was something that caused her anxiety to rise.
It was already eight in the evening by the time Arthur had dropped her off at home. She had returned earlier than she expected, but despite her reluctance to stay longer, she had to return.
She had initially insisted on returning by herself, partly because she didn't want to trouble Arthur any further. However, Kyle had pointed out that travelling alone would take considerably longer, and with every passing minute, her mother's anxiety would only grow.
Well, Elena couldn't argue with the latter.
Her mother was probably furious by now. In fact, given how late she was, there was little chance she would escape a proper scolding.
