The Lawyer’s Romance in Law

“What are you talking about? There’s nothing beside me,” Amanda replied, her fear mingled. with a suspicion that Elias might be playing a prank on her.

“Honey, I swear something is moving next to you. Just turn around and see for yourself.”

She reluctantly complied, but there was nothing there. It was becoming evident that the man. was attempting to spook her. “Elias! Seriously? How old are you? How childish can you be? You scared me!”

Elias couldn’t help but chuckle at Amanda’s irritation. “Since you’re so scared, why don’t you. your dear husband keep you company while you sleep? I promise not to do anything. I’ll just obediently stay by your side.”

“No, thanks! No matter what happens tonight, you can’t sleep on the bed. If you dare to, I’ll get mad and won’t talk to you for a month.”

“Alright, alright, you go to sleep. I won’t bother you anymore.” Although he wanted to sleep. on the bed, he didn’t want to provoke his wife or risk her leaving home.

Amanda lay back down and chose to ignore Elias, but she still couldn’t fall asleep.

Noticing her restlessness, he suggested, “If you can’t sleep, how about I tell a story, just like we did to help Aiden fall asleep?”

She didn’t respond but let him proceed.

So, Elias adjusted into a more relaxed position, facing Amanda from the couch, and began, “Let me share a real-life experience from when I was studying abroad. My father insisted I keep my background a secret, so I rented an apartment. Most of the tenants were working professionals and students. Nothing unusual happened during my first week there, but I sensed movement under my bed one night while I was asleep.”

engrossed in the story, and her body tensed involuntarily. Driven by

“So, I turned on the light and checked under the bed but

you find?

it belonged to the previous tenant and decided to return it to her, thinking it might

fixed on him. “So, is the bracelet left by the previous

the table, the movement. under the bed stopped for the night. However, I started hearing strange noises coming from the

held onto her blanket tightly. She had a

continued, “So, the following day, after my classes, I visited the landlord and informed her about the bracelet. Her response was quite peculiar. Her face

asked, “What does that

windowsill. Later, I learned that a murder occurred in my rented room. It was a tragic incident involving a couple whose heated argument

police would have investigated the scene thoroughly and wouldn’t leave

and replied, “It’s quite the mystery, right? I can’t explain

woman, returning from beyond the grave. That’s why you’ve been hearing those noises under the bed, and after you. picked up the bracelet, the eerie sounds resumed.” She had let her imagination run wild, concocting a

her to indulge in her vivid

of sweat forming on her forehead. She had a deep fear of such supernatural occurrences. At that moment, she couldn’t bear to stay on the bed any longer and even sensed some movement

point there, I suppose.” Elias could

just stop…” She huddled on the bed, shivering, and didn’t dare to turn around. Even though a man was lying on the couch staring at her,

get an opportunity

under the bed haunting her. This unease was precisely why