Late at night…
Jasper quietly slipped out of his room, pulling his hoody over his head. His footsteps were light on the carpeted floor. He moved stealthily, trying not to attract attention, his eyes fixed on the main door.
Convinced that Elsa had likely dozed off, he thought it was time to confront Samuel. His features tightened in anger. Jasper harbored a fierce protectiveness for his sister. The mere thought of Elsa enduring similar agony to her past heartbreak unsettled him deeply. With resolute determination, he swiftly entered his car and drove away, set on his mission.
However, he had no idea someone saw him going out.
Ella had just wrapped up her work and was preparing for bed. At the time, she noticed the water bottle on the side table was empty. Without giving it a second thought, she picked it up and headed towards the kitchen to refill it.