Rose darted back to her room, her footsteps quick and light against the hardwood floor. I tried to call out to her, to ask about Elliot, but she was already gone.
Determined not to let her off the hook so easily, I followed after her with a relentless stride. My stubbornness was often underestimated by others, but I refused to back down this time. As I reached her door, my heart raced with anticipation for what answers she might have.
"Rose! Open the door!" I shouted from the other side.
"Go away, Liam!" Rose screamed back.
"I'm not going anywhere," I declared adamantly, staring at the stubborn door. "Either you open it, or I'll find a way to break in."
Rose scoffed from the other side.
"Ha, good luck breaking through solid wood," she retorted confidently. A mischievous smile spread
