Third person’s pov
The ride to the mansion felt quicker than Riley remembered. Maybe it was her anxiety playing tricks on her, or perhaps the driver was just faster this time. Either way, the towering silhouette of the Lockwood estate came into view far sooner than she had anticipated.
As the car came to a smooth halt, the driver stepped out and hurried around to open her door.
“Thank you,” Riley murmured, forcing a small smile as she stepped onto the perfectly paved driveway.
The cool air hit her, sharp and crisp, but before she could gather her thoughts, a familiar figure emerged from the entrance. It was the old woman who had taken care of her the last time she was brought here unconscious. The woman’s warm, motherly smile immediately put Riley on edge.
“Welcome, ma’am. The
