Locked gazes

Lilith sat cross-legged on her bed, engrossed in the pages of a captivating book. Her face was buried within its depths as she lost herself in the world of words. The room was quiet, save for the rustling of pages and the occasional sound of her breath.

Suddenly, a gust of wind whistled through the room, causing the curtains to billow and dance. Lith looked up, her eyes widening in surprise, as the window that had always been locked swung open with a creak. The wind seemed to beckon her, inviting her to embrace the unknown that lay beyond.

Startled, Lilith remembered her parents' strict instructions never to open the window. Concern etched across her face as she scrambled off the bed, a sense of urgency propelling her movements. She hurriedly made her way towards the open window, determined to secure it shut before any unwanted consequences could occur.

As she reached out to grasp the window latch, her heart pounding in her chest, the book she had been engrossed in slipped from her gr