Rex is so worried about me.

I'm sure that if before, people used to look at me with mocking gazes, I vividly remember how Maudy and the others stared at me with worried expressions. Now, I find myself scrutinizing the room I'm currently in. For some reason, the cold atmosphere pierces my skin, and it feels eerily quiet. I attempt to examine every object around me, and there's only me in this dark-themed room, yet I feel as if someone is watching me until the sound of the door interrupts my thoughts.

I haven't even had a chance to think about anything when Rex appears concerned and rushes over to me. He reaches out his hand and sighs, looking at my face, "Are you okay?" That's the first question that comes out of Rex's mouth, and I can only nod, looking at Rex with questioning eyes. Why is he here? The answer seems to come when I see Miss Brenda entering after Rex, is this her house?

"Brenda called me earlier. She said you're at her house," Rex continues, drawing my attention back to him. I don't even know how to