He turned the key in the lock and pushed the apartment door open, stepping inside with a sense of urgency. "Where are you?" he called out, but silence greeted him. With a frustrated sigh, he tossed the keys onto the counter and shut the door behind him. He dropped his bag and made his way toward your shared room.

Scara scanned the space, his heart racing as he realized you were nowhere to be found. A groan escaped his lips, frustration boiling over. “This isn’t a game! Come out and stop hiding!”

His voice echoed through the apartment as he stormed toward the bathroom, ready to check there. He reached for the doorknob, only to find it locked. His brows knitted together in anger, and with a swift kick, he forced the door open. What he saw next made his blood run cold—your blood...