Arianna’s POV
It's a week and two days already. Everyone has been moving suspiciously but still wearing smiles, not to give it away. I've understood this family a little, and it's safe to say they're dysfunctional but would never admit to it.
Vance, my golden-haired stepbrother. I wouldn't lie, his looks do melt the hearts of many and would have definitely melted mine if I had met him in my younger days, but first impressions, they say, matter, and I know his heart is darker than black bitter coffee.
Oh, Helen. I haven't found her since, and I'm too scared to ask anyone about her whereabouts. I'm a coward. I can’t let suspicion rise on my end, because everyone is secretly in contact and I know I'm the only outsider in the mansion, so any little question will definitely circulate, and I'
