Iris
It had been over forty-eight hours since I arrived here, and I still had no idea what to do. I tried to make sense of it all. The house was a massive mansion, and the strangest part was that no one mistreated me. I was being fed well, the maids were polite, and yet, the man my father claimed was my new husband had vanished without a trace.
The first night he saw me, he only glanced in my direction before walking away. Since then, it was like he disappeared into thin air. What was his plan? Was he plotting something? Was he going to kill me?
As much as I wanted to escape, the sheer number of guards outside made it seem impossible. They were posted at every corner of the estate. Thirty guards or more, how could I possibly slip past them? None of my plans seemed viable. The fear of b
