Leona’s POV
Everything had led to this moment. The air in the mansion felt heavy, thick with tension, as if the very walls were holding their breath. I stood at the precipice of a choice so enormous, so final, that it made my heart race. It was as if the mansion itself could sense the shift in the air, its energy swirling with dark anticipation. This was the point of no return.
Zane was by my side, his presence a steadying force in the chaos that threatened to consume us. But even with him here, even with his love and determination to protect me, the mansion’s power was undeniable. It wasn’t just a place. It was alive, breathing, shifting, and it had me trapped. Or maybe, it had always had me.
The time had come to decide: embrace my destiny, accept the bond I shared with this house, and
