Abigail’s POV
The house feels unnaturally quiet as I step in through the front door. Nathan’s words still echo in my head, his anger, his frustration—all of it. But something he said has been gnawing at me, something I can’t shake off. The letter I found. It was from my mother.
I need answers. I need to know more about this secret that Nathan and Ricky seems so determined to keep buried.
The mansion feels even more suffocating now that I’m back. The silence presses in around me, the walls feels like their closing in on each other.
I push through such thought as I focus my mind on one thing: the room. The room that holds answers—answers to this huge secret I’m still determined to find.
I make my way down the long hallway, my footsteps soft against the polished floors. The house feels
