She cast her gaze skyward, contemplating that she wasn't particularly tired, so she chose to linger outside, hoping for a positive outcome.

Ariana walked leisurely by the creek, but soon she grew tired. Since the owner of the house was still absent, she decided to find a spot to take a break.

The area was open and wide, the only seating option being a swing in the courtyard.

Ariana ventured into the small garden, observing the finely crafted swing with appreciation.

She thought a momentary rest wouldn't hurt, so she swept the fallen leaves off the swing.

As her fingers traced the wooden seat, she felt etchings at the corner, resembling inscribed words.

Though slightly faded over time, the carving was still legible.

Intrigued, Ariana leaned in for a clearer view, only to be struck still upon recognizing the engraving.

The name "Marley" was etched into the wood.

Why was it Marley?!

Ariana found it hard to believe she stumbled upon this name in such a spot, suddenly recollecting the administrator's words.

Could it be that Marley was the little girl that the elderly couple had lived with, and that this house was her former home?!

Instantly, Ariana was convinced she hadn't been wrong — the figure she saw was indeed Theodore.

Her hand on the swing trembled slightly, and she felt Like Laughing out of frustration.

She had driven for five hours seeking a lead, hunted for nearly an entire day, failed to secure a hotel, and finally found a place to rest, despite the Less-than-ideal conditions.

And what about Theodore?

He had vanished without a trace for over two weeks, only to reappear here, reminiscing about his past love?

The realization left Ariana stunned and enraged, her hand shaking with overwhelming feelings.

She closed her eyes, took several deep breaths to soothe herself, but her patience had worn thin.

She moved towards the open door once more, attentively scanning every detail in the room, her fist unwittingly tightened.