Arthur pushed through the throngs of partygoers, his heart racing with every step. The grand mansion, once filled with laughter and music, was now shrouded in darkness. The sudden blackout had sent waves of panic through the crowd, and Arthur was no exception. He pulled out his phone, fingers trembling as he typed in Georgiana’s name. He needed to hear her voice, to know she was safe.
As the call rang, his mind raced with thoughts of what might have happened to her. The last two months had been a whirlwind of chaos and trauma for Georgiana, and he couldn’t bear the idea of her facing another nightmare alone. “Please pick up, please,” he whispered under his breath, his anxiety mounting with each unanswered ring.
Suddenly, the lights flickered back on, illuminating the opulent interior of
