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Just as Victoria reached the bus stop, she checked her bag in search of her apartment key but couldn't find it and then it clicked to her that she had brought it out as she used her key earlier to drill hole in a small wood.

She sighed. Mr Smith didn't look like someone in a good mood and she couldn't tell why. He didn't come to the office too and she began to wonder. She began to walk back to the cabin, hoping and praying within her that he was in a better mood before she got to his place.

When she reached his front door, she contemplated. She wasn't sure if she should knock or sneak her way in and get the key and leave without being noticed.

She knocked on the door after deciding it was for the best. She got no reply and she knocked again and again but got no reply. Just as she decided to do the latter, the door opened. Mr Smith looked pale and dizzy, she could tell from his physical appearance.

The skin between her brows creased as she scrutinized him. "Are you okay Mr Smith?" S