Natalie’s Pov
I didn't remember leaving Joey's study… Neither did I remember if I spoke to either of the boys.
One moment, I was sitting opposite him, answering questions that felt less like a conversation and more like an interrogation.
The next, I was wandering through the endless corridors of the mansion, my feet carrying me without direction.
“Ask your mother what happened to the man that asked too many questions.”
The words refused to leave my head.
They echoed over and over until they drowned out every other thought.
This house was exhausting.
I leaned on the wall, taking in rushed breaths, then I pushed myself off the wall, and continued walking.
Every person seemed to know something I didn't. Every conversation ended with another mystery… another warning.
I rounded th
