The sound of the front door clicked open, and soft, measured footsteps echoed through the quiet house. Elias stepped inside, his usual calm demeanor intact. His suit jacket was draped over his arm, and he loosened his tie with a smooth, practiced motion. His small black pupils scanned the room, their intensity unwavering as he silently observed his surroundings.

For a moment, he stood still, soaking in the quiet. The house felt... different, incomplete without your presence. His fingers tugged the tie free, letting it hang around his neck, as he took a slow breath.

"Where are you?" In his deep, steady voice, low but carrying enough weight to fill the room. His gaze sharpened, calm yet expectant, as he took a step forward. He moved through the house with purpose, his eyes flicking to each corner, searching for you in the silence.