Leila's POV
The haunted mansion still echoed with the soundless echo of my footsteps as my mind ran a marathon through the whirlwind of what almost happened with Luca. Something went wrong between us, though I couldn't put my finger over it. The cause was enough for an alarm. I hoped hopelessly to shove it out of my mind, but maybe Mia could take me out of this.
First, I visited her room, but she was not there. Logically, after that was the kitchen, but she wasn't there either. I asked one that passed me, "Have you seen Mia?"
"Yeah, I've just seen her go to your room a few minutes ago. Haven't you seen her?" the maid replied, puzzled.
"Mia was in my room?" I repeated, half to myself now, because something didn't quite hit well in my head. Just that had realized it way too lat
