Clara sat huddled in the corner of her room, her heart pounding in her chest. The sound of the knocking on the door grew louder and more urgent, sending shivers down her spine. She hugged her knees to her chest, trying to calm her racing thoughts."What do I do?" Clara whispered to herself, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heartbeat. She glanced at the mysterious envelope on the table, the message inside still fresh in her mind."Don't trust everything you see," Clara repeated the words written on the paper. But what did it mean? Who had sent her this cryptic message, and why?The knocking on the door persisted, growing more insistent with each passing moment. Clara knew she couldn't ignore it any longer. With trembling hands, she stood up and made her way to the door.As she reached for the doorknob, a sudden wave of fear washed over her. What if it was someone dangerous on the other side? What if her worst nightmares were about to come true?Taking a deep breath, C

Franklin took a deep breath, trying to calm himself as he drove to Clara's apartment. He knew that honest communication was key in their relationship, but he still felt nervous.At exactly 7 o'clock, Franklin arrived at Clara's apartment. He knocked gently on the door, and Clara opened it with a warm smile."Hi, honey," Clara greeted, giving Franklin a light peck on the cheek. "Come on in."Franklin stepped inside, his eyes sweeping the room that was all too familiar to him. Clara had prepared a simple dinner on the dining table."I thought we could have dinner and talk," Clara said. "Whatever you want to talk about, we can discuss it on a full stomach."Franklin smiled weakly, appreciating Clara's efforts. They sat down and began to eat in awkward silence.Finally, Clara broke the silence. "So, Franklin, what did you want to talk about?"Franklin put down his fork and looked at Clara. "Clara, I... I want to be honest with you. Last night, my ex-girlfriend, Selena, came to my house."

"Who are you?" Franklin stared intently at the strange man in front of him. Franklin clearly knew the intentions of the man in front of him. It was just, why was the man doing this to him? Considering he didn't recognize the man at all.Hearing the question asked by Franklin, made the man who looked so satisfied with Franklin's current state, walk over. The man was now standing right in front of Franklin."Looks like you don't know who I am," the man said with a smile on his face.Franklin even though he was in a tight spot like this, he still tried to remain calm. There was no way he could show that he was scared or else his opponent would laugh at him even more. "Of course I don't know who you are, that's why I asked."Franklin looked down at the man in front of him. Regardless of his current position, he could not be afraid even though many of the man's men were around him. I don't know what the man's intentions were in bringing him to a place like this, but it was clear that the

Clara had tried many times to call Franklin, but he had yet to pick up the phone. "Why hasn't Franklin picked up my call until now?"Clara who had been sitting on the sofa now decided to move closer to the window, staring out the window while still holding her cell phone which was currently still calling. "Is he not holding his cell phone?"Clara looked at the screen of her cell phone which was currently still calling, but there was absolutely no sign that the person she was calling would pick up the phone. A sigh could be seen coming out of her mouth, indicating that she was really annoyed because she had tried calling Franklin so many times, but there was still no answer. Charles who had just come down the stairs frowned when he saw Clara pacing back and forth. The man didn't understand what had happened to his sister, but in that posture he knew what was going on. Feeling curious about Clara, Charles decided to approach the woman and asked, "What's wrong, Clara? You look uneas

Clara stood in front of Franklin's house for a while, hoping he would come home soon. But after waiting for about 15 minutes, there was no sign of Franklin's arrival. Feeling disappointed, Clara decided to try contacting Franklin once again.She took out her cell phone and dialed Franklin's number. A dial tone was heard, but there was no answer. After a few rings, the call was transferred to voicemail. Clara let out a long sigh, frustrated that Franklin was still unreachable."Franklin, it's me Clara. I've been in front of your house but you're not there. Please call me right away," Clara said, leaving a voice message.After hanging up, Clara looked at Franklin's house once again. She felt sad and disappointed that her plan to meet Franklin had failed miserably. Not only was Franklin not there, but Sarah's cold attitude also added to her heartache.Finally Clara decided to go home. With shaky steps she walked to her car. All the way home, various thoughts raged in her mind. Why is Fra