Isabella
By the time I returned home, the sun had already disappeared. The mansion stood quietly beneath the darkening sky, tall and imposing as ever, but for the first time in years, I looked at it and felt nothing.
The comfort and warmth that usually came with looking forward to spending time with William was nowhere to be found. It was just exhaustion, bone deep nerve wracking.
I stepped inside slowly, leaning slightly on my cane as the doors shut behind me with a soft click.
The house was brightly lit tonight, but the atmosphere felt cold enough to freeze over, and then I saw her.
Evelyn sat elegantly in the living room like a queen overlooking her kingdom. Even with age softening parts of her appearance, there was still something sharp about her, something icy.
She looked up t
