~Joanna
One week later
I closed the door to the mansion behind me, the familiar sound of the latch clicking into place a small comfort in the midst of the chaos.
Pamela and Sandra came rushing towards me, their arms outstretched. "Joanna!" they exclaimed, wrapping me in a tight embrace. "We were so worried about you. We're so glad you're safe."
"I'm fine," I assured them, my voice a little unsteady. "It was...a close call, but I'm okay."
Pamela's brow furrowed with concern.
"We heard your brother was involved," Pamela said, her voice low and serious. "What happened, Joanna? What did he do?"
I swallowed, the memories of the kidnapping still fresh in my mind. "It's complicated," I said, shaking my head. "I don't really want to talk about it."
Sandra's hand squeezed mine gently. "We u
