Norella pov
I woke up from bed, feeling different, almost as if I had emerged from a deep, dreamless sleep. I stretched my body, my joints popping and muscles extending as I yawned deeply. When I turned to look at Jason’s side of the bed, it was empty. The sheets were cool to the touch, indicating he had been gone for a while. “Jason?” I called out, my voice tinged with confusion and a hint of anxiety. There was no answer. Puzzled and slightly worried, I decided to call out for a maid. “Hello? Anyone there?” My voice echoed softly in the stillness, but no response came.
Ignoring the strange silence, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and headed straight to the bathroom. The cool tiles felt refreshing against my bare feet, sending a small shiver up my spine. I grabbed my toothbrush
