CHAPTER 38
Ariel’s POV
The house felt different once I started looking at it from a different perspective.
A perspective where I actually believe she's alive.
Before now, I moved through these same hallways like I was just a guest, like my time here would expire at any second.
I was too careful, too observant, too afraid of being seen.
Now? I moved like a thief. Every corner felt like a good hiding place. Everything that moved felt like it might be useful.
I walked slowly, actually barefoot at this point, as my slippers seemed to be making too much noise.
I counted each step I took, memorizing every detail I came across and whatever didn’t quite look right.
I learned quickly where the servants usually hung out, and which parts were empty and at what time.
There were parts of th
