Despite multiple knocks, as anticipated, there was no answer from inside.

Ariana drew a deep breath, activated the keypad lock by the door, paused briefly, and then keyed in the familiar code.

The door lock emitted a beep, and in the blink of an eye, it swung open, granting Ariana access.

As she stepped inside, her gaze fell on the familiar minimalist style, where only the essential items existed, devoid of any embellishments.

The spaciousness of the room carried a cold and sterile aura, almost devoid of any signs of life.

It seemed as though the owner had been absent for an extended period.

Undeterred by the desolate ambiance, Ariana remained focused on her mission and made her way directly to Theodore's bedroom.

With determined steps, she embarked on her search

She scoured every nook and cranny of the bedroom, exploring the bedside table, delving beneath the covers, and even peeking under the bed.

However, her efforts proved futile as the object of her search eluded her grasp.

Undeterred, Ariana decided to venture into the media room.

Entering the media room, Ariana was greeted by the sight of her pink slippers and favorite snacks neatly arranged on the table, a place she had frequented often.

Memories of cozy movie nights with Theodore flooded her mind, and a profound sense of nostalgia enveloped her heart.

Gently running her fingers along the back of the sofa, which had Long lost its warmth, she closed her eyes, momentarily transporting herself back to the moments they had shared.

Though Theodore's physical presence was absent, she could still sense his ethereal companionship.

Reluctantly withdrawing from her reverie, Ariana let out a sigh and resumed her search in the media room.

She meticulously combed through every inch of the space, leaving no stone unturned.

Yet, her desired find remained elusive.

A furrow formed on her brow as she surveyed her surroundings, pondering the whereabouts of the elusive object.

Where could it possibly be?