Could my father really be alive? Could he really be here? In the mansion? Or is this simply another sick way for the master to bait me. To break me. My heart crashes hard against my chest and my insides reel as Lawrence nudges me along, my shoulder bouncing off the wall. &...
The lock clicks behind me as I listen to everyone file back into their respective rooms, leaving Sandy in Gem’s care. I move across the warm marble floor and grip the pedestal sink hard enough to turn my knuckles white. With my blood draining to my feet, I lean forward and draw deep breaths befor...