Samara opens the double door and a dark walnut table catches her attention. The owner was not visible to her as the leather recliner with the occupant was facing the wall that had a huge wall-size painting of angels and demons. She gasps seeing the intricate details in the painting and the brilliance of the artist who had captured the scene to perfection.
To her, everything inside the baronial room, from a crystal chandelier, to furnishings, curtains, and rugs spoke extravagance. The neatly stacked bookcase in the corner with a sofa that looked comfortable and expensive made her wonder what kind of a man liked to read the gothic books. However, she does not divulge much in the pointless details and starts the conversation with a simple greeting.
“Hello, my name is Samara Agnes. My frien
