Cherilyn Knight's Point Of View.
The temperature had been dropping more and more every day, and as December came to an end, the cold seemed relentless. The new year was just around the corner, but instead of excitement, a heavy emptiness filled the mansion. It was as if the warmth had been stripped away, leaving a bone-chilling sadness in its wake.
The cold seeped into everything, freezing not just the body, but the emotions too. It had been five days since he was supposed to return, but instead, two weeks had passed with no word. He was meant to be in New York for only five days.
Tomorrow was New Year's Eve, and the mansion felt even gloomier than usual. Most of the employees had left for their holiday break, leaving only a few slaves to keep things running. The rest would not retur
