" Excuse me, what's going on? Let me through." Emma said, pushing to the front of the crowd.

" Oh my God, I think she's the owner, I saw her not too long ago entering that room." A woman said loudly, making the rest of the people look at her with pity.

Emma was undeterred. She finally got to the front of her door with slight ease after the announcement and suddenly felt like collapsing on the floor. She couldn't believe her eyes.

Without a word, she took shaky steps into the entrance of her broken studio and swept through the remains of what was supposed to be the home...