Contract Revision

Abigail's gaze fell on the digital clock on the nightstand.

"Who in their right mind is coming to someone's house at nine in the morning?" 

However, seconds later, her confusion slowly turned to worry as Mr. Peters' face appeared in her mind.

"Oh my God! What if it's Mr. Peters? And he's come back to cancel the rental agreement?"

Hearing her own words made Abigail's knees feel weak.

She immediately left the bedroom to check the person outside, praying it wasn't Mr. Peters who had come to cancel the contract. Otherwise, she would be in trouble, needing to find a new place.

Abigail didn't rush to open the door. Still, she waited a bit, hoping the person outside had already left and wouldn't bother her again. Or, she would pretend she didn't hear the knock.

However, her prayer was dashed as the person outside knocked on the door again, startling her.

Taking a deep sigh, Abigail speaks, almost like whispers. "Who is it?"