MARION
I went to the master bedroom where four years ago I had left with a broken heart, fleeing the city.
I cautiously opened the door to the room, expecting to find absolutely none of my things. The only thing I wanted to recover was that locket with the photograph of my mom and me hugging that I had missed so much.
"Young Mr. Storm ordered not to change absolutely anything in the whole house," said a female voice behind me. I jumped slightly in surprise.
I turned to see Francisca standing behind me. After all, she and my mom had worked together for many years.
"Francisca, you scared me," I said to her.
She turned on the light in the room, and I saw that everything was exactly the same as when I left. It seemed that no time had passed, and the memories of when I was Bruno's wife ca
