Chapter 19

As the day wore out, John escorted me back to our room after a long evening out. I have been through so much ever since I entered this mansion. However, as I settled in, a sudden knock on the door sent a jolt of fear through me. My heart raced, wondering who it could be at this late hour and what they might want.

John, always the calm and collected one, strode to the door and swung it open. I held my breath, waiting to see who stood on the other side. To my surprise, it was Andrew. I didn’t expect him to come knocking.

"Dad, I came here to see you," Andrew said with a hint of nervousness in his voice. He seemed unsure of himself, standing in the doorway with a slightly awkward expression on his face, Andrew gazed at me awkwardly.

John welcomed Andrew inside, his demeanor warm and inviting.

John walked into the dimly lit room, his footsteps echoing against the wooden floor. He settled into the worn-out chair, his gaze fixed on the young man standing before him. Andrew, his son, stood w