# Kaira's POV

The sound was muffled from outside.

I stood quickly and let out a deep sigh before heading for my door.

In the sitting room, I glanced toward Oliver’s room. It was quiet, no sign of movement. Maybe he was asleep.

The sound came again, clearer now that I was closer to the front door. I placed my hand on the knob, ready to turn it, then paused.

"Let me see who it is. Vincent or someone else..." I whispered to myself.

I leaned in and peeked through the peephole.

"It's ...