*Stay with Me*
Elara's POV:
The front door creaked open as Arthur and I stepped into the house, but instead of the familiar comfort of home, an uneasy silence and unmistakable signs of tampering greeted us. The lock was scratched, and the door frame bore marks of forced entry.
I turned speechless for a moment, staring from the door to Arthur. His face hardened, a mix of brewing anger.
"Stay here," he instructed in his hoarse voice, stepping in front of me. His eyes scanned the room, then fell to the floor, rummaging through the broken furniture.
"I'll call someone to check the street surveillance. We need to find out who did this."
I nodded numbly, feeling the weight of his concern. I watched as he quickly pulled out his phone, dialed a number, and the person on the other end answere
