Joanna’s Point of View
As I entered the magnificent villa, a wave of familiarity swept over me.
It felt as though the very walls were whispering to me, eager to reveal their secrets. The further I went, the stronger my sense of déjà vu became; it was as if this house was a part of me.
The detailed carvings on the wooden beams and the gentle hum of distant music felt familiar, even though I couldn’t recall ever being here. As I absorbed the surroundings, a young woman emerged in the hallway.
Given her strong resemblance to Clyde, she had to be his sister. As I turned my face towards her, she observed me curiously, a question burning in her eyes that I couldn't quite identify. When she finally stood before me, it seemed like she considered embracing me but ultimately opted for a handsha
