Ophelia's POV.
October 19th, 2016.
I didn't make myself sick with worry this time, because Luke informed me, he wouldn't be coming. After that call, every day I got on my knees praying and crying myself to sleep on his behalf. He had gone behind my father's back to help me, he didn't deserve the way they were treating him back at the mansion. It would be my fault if something bad happened to him. I hoped everything we were doing, the dangerous situations we were putting ourselves in was really worth it.
I heard them before I saw them. Through the doorway to the lounge, I saw four men in large overcoats, their voices booming as they laughed about a joke one of them had made before they walked into the house.
The overcoats were ridiculous considering the weather, the sky was bl
