Zane’s POV
The weight of everything was pressing down on me. The last few weeks had felt like a slow descent into madness, as if the mansion’s curse had never truly been lifted, only buried beneath the surface. And now, with every day that passed, I could see the toll it was taking on Leona. She was slipping away, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
I couldn’t ignore the signs anymore. The visions, the pull of the mansion’s power—these weren’t just echoes of the past. They were the mansion’s remnants, trying to drag her back into its grasp. I watched her, my heart sinking with every moment. She was becoming more distant, more lost in her own thoughts, as if the darkness that had once haunted the mansion was now haunting her soul.
Leona was slipping away, and I had to make a cho
