As the rain began to drizzle, Nora rode her bike faster down the uneven terrain, claws nudging deep into her thighs. That was her cat, Lilly, who at this point was holding on for her dear life, unaccustomed to countryside roads.“Hold on, girl! You’re gonna be fine" Nora shouted over the rain.By the time she reached the cottage, the drizzle had turned into a steady, heavy rain. She yanked at the door, but it wouldn’t budge. She rattled the handle, pushed harder, looking around wildly.“Oh no… no, no,” she muttered, panic rising. The door was locked. Of course it was locked.How could she be so stupid? She had forgotten to read the manual. Those automatic locks that clicked themselves shut from the outside were clearly designed to punish first-time renters.It was unfortunate how today had gone awry. She had imagined this little cottage as a sanctuary, a quiet place where she could sit undisturbed, pore over the documents she had found in her grandmother’s room, and finally catch up o
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