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When I reached that, I quickly turned it off to listen carefully to the strange sound I had heard before.

I could barely move from the stand.

I first felt the surroundings for a few seconds before deciding to approach the sink to turn off the ringing.

I don't even know why I bought a bottle of shampoo.

When I turned off the ringing, I first looked around the bathroom a few times.

Obviously, so I can see if anyone came in earlier while I was taking a bath. If anyone enters, there is nothing to hide inside.

My eyes went to the door. It doesn't look like it. No signs of forced entry.

What if a rapist got in? Or a murderer? Or maybe a psychopath?

What can my bottle of shampoo do?

But, whatever.

I took courage and tightened my grip on the bottle of shampoo that I now only hold as a defense in case someone actually enters the house, specifically, my room.

"Who's there?"

I waited for a response, but I heard nothing. The strange sound I had heard before was also gone. 'I just realized I was still naked. In a hurry, I took a robe and covered my body.

Still in a state of shock, I decided to go out of the bathroom to check if the weird sound I heard a while ago was from outside the bathroom.

I was about to turn the door knob when I was pushed back by three consecutive knocks.

Someone is in my room late at night.

My knees shook for no apparent reason.

"Oh my gosh. " I whispered softly.

I'm not sure if it's my still wet body or if I'm sweating all over because of the tension I'm feeling.

I prepared myself for who or whatever I would come across when I opened the door.Breath in, Breath out.

I slowly turned the door knob and the long white night gown appeared first.

I looked down and slowly stared at who dared to enter my room.

I am holding the bottle of shampoo tightly.

And just when I was about to hit the person standing in front of me, I heard my mom's worried voice.

"Aya, what's wrong?"

"Mom?"

She gave me a confused and worried expression. "What are you doing?" And why are you holding that bottle? "Did I disturb your bath?" she asked consecutively.

I immediately shook my head multiple times and tried to flash a slight smile.

"No mom, I'm done." I said, panicking. "Oh, I just got carried away in a hurry. It's cold."

She smiled at me before letting out a sigh, "Come on, get dressed, and you might get cold." You haven't used the heater yet? "

"I did, mom."

Her forehead furrowed.

"Then why are you cold?" she asked.

"Uh, I just feel cold after getting off of the lukewarm shower." I answered while stuttering.

I seem to have convinced mommy because she just guided me to the walk-in closet.

She even stroked my back and gently stroked my hair.