ORLANDA stepped out of the sleek black car, her heart pounding as she took in the sight of Oswald’s mansion for the second time. The grandeur of the estate was still overwhelming. She admired the towering pillars that framed the entrance, as the massive iron gates behind her slowly creaked shut, sealing her inside a world she was utterly unfamiliar with.
The driver took out all her luggages and carefully dropped them by the doorway, as she stood watching him.
“Thank you sir,” she said to him the moment he dropped off the last luggage, a modest suitcase. Glancing at the mansion and the bags, she decided she was gonna take them in one after the other.
She grabbed the handle of the suitcase and slowly made her way into the house, and then took the stairs. Her footsteps echoed in the caver
