Leona’s POV
The air was thick with the scent of decay as I stood amidst the wreckage of the mansion. What had once been a towering symbol of mystery and terror was now a shattered ruin, crumbling to pieces before my eyes. The grand pillars that had held the house upright were nothing more than fractured remnants of their former selves, and the walls, once filled with the ominous energy that had haunted us for so long, were now a lifeless husk. It was almost as if the mansion had exhaled its last breath, the weight of centuries of darkness finally released into the open air.
Despite the destruction around us, there was a strange sense of calm that settled in my chest. The curse had been lifted—there was no denying that. But as I looked at the ruined structure, a deep sorrow lingered in th
