I followed him, urging him constantly, "Hurry! Faster!"
Only 4 hours left...
Luke returned home for the first time since our daughter, Elena's incident.
He opened the door and saw that the tidy room was covered with a thin layer of dust, and he was stunned for a moment.
He sneered, "Zoey, is this your only trick?
"Why didn't you die back then?
"Do you think pretending to be a victim will make me sad? Dream on; you only disgust me!
"This is utterly boring!"
He opened every door in the room, his face growing darker.
He hesitated at Elena's bedroom door.
After much hesitation, he grabbed the doorknob and was about to open it when his phone rang abruptly.
"Luke, can you come over?
"I'm so scared, I feel like someone is following me.
"I just went to get a package. It's something my dad left for me."
Luke's expression tightened, and then he seemed to sigh in relief. "Wait for me; I'll be right there.
"Don't go down alone, I'll go with you to get the package!"
He turned and left quickly, once again missing the truth.
Elena's diary was right on her desk.
If he just opened the door, he would see what Elena left him before she died.