Angela's mind was jumbled up with so many theories about what happened to Esmeralda. Everyone could be a suspect because almost everyone close to Esmeralda had one or two motives for killing her. And Lara was the most likely suspect's identity. Lara could have pushed Esmeralda off the veranda because she is disrespectful and insensitive to her feelings, and she is madly in love with Leonardo to make her way in Leonardo's life. However, Esmeralda's diary entry mentioning another mysterious stalker had removed all possibility of her suspicion of her. Angela became entrapped in her desire to uncover the truth about Esmeralda's past as she analyzed her. Angela stood up and walked to the window facing the back of the mansion after a few minutes of lying in bed unable to sleep. Angela's eyes had been drawn to the beauty of the night by the brightness of the moon that covered all of the orchards. The enchanted picturesque of the moon above the glittering city lights captivated her. She was
The cops arrived at Vera's mansion to look into everything. They stayed for hours before leaving with all the information they needed, including the location of the missing Crying Lady painting. Mrs. Vera went to the hospital to check on their injured guard and was relieved to find him in good condition. They paid for his hospitalization and sent him home for a vacation. Everyone in the kitchen was silent that night. Their nerves were still frayed from the burglary. Mrs. Vera had contacted the agency and asked for another guard. Mrs. Gale was agitated as well. Many theories had arisen, but Leonardo cut them short when he said, "They only wanted to get the Crying Lady painting," and then he asked Angela to accompany him to his room. Angela could see herself on Leonardo's bed, coiling her naked body around Leonardo's naked body. She tried to erase the flashing memory, but it didn't fade. "How are you doing?" Leonardo inquired, sitting on his bed. His tone was worried. "I'm fine," An
"You'll suffer from snatching my boyfriend. You're a snake," Lara hissed and growled in Angela's ears. Angela turned into an ice cube as she welcomed all of Lara's profanities. She'd never been embarrassed or humiliated in public before. As a certified nurse, she earned the respect of those who believe nurses are unsung heroes, but not Lara. And some customers had their ears and eyes on them. "You're such a vile bitch," Lara exclaimed, wanting to crush Angela's pride and demanding a fight. "It's over, Lara!" Leonardo slammed his fist on the table. "You and I are done! Guard, take this woman away from me! " Two guards grabbed Lara's elbow and led him out of the restaurant. Lara was screaming and cursing as the guards tried to calm her down. Leonardo and Angela were in the car driving quietly a moment later. They were still stunned by Lara's sudden appearance and murderous rage. Angela was feeling bad about what she had done to Lara. She also sinned by having sex with Leonardo. "Wa
Angela's steps were quick as she descended the orchard's stairs. She had to check to see if it was Esmeralda's ghost she was seeing from the pink room. Despite her confusion and exhaustion, she was eager to learn if what she witnessed was real. She hadn't seen the lady in white in the orchards in a long time, but she'd returned now. Why? "Where are you?"Angela yelled. "I took notice of you. And I don't think you're a ghost. Show yourself to me! " She continued to walk under the darkened trees. Some of the lamppost bulbs were blinking on and off, while others were not working. She slowed her steps as she reached the darkest part of the orchard. “You can’t scare me.” Suddenly she heard a noise from behind and a shadow of a man ran towards her and throw something at her. A stinging pain penetrated her jaw down to her neck that made her scream in pain. And then another shadow came in and hit the head of her attacker and they both fell. Angela’s vision got blurred and the last thing she
It's been four months since the attack. Angela was still shaken by what had happened to her. Her scar was visible from her chin to her shoulder. Leonardo had been preoccupied with his doctor's appointment for the past few days. Because of Angela's medical condition, Leonardo's mother accompanied him the majority of the time. Angela spent the afternoon at the orchard, thinking about what had happened to her. Lara Chavez was still missing, and her relatives had been confronted by cops for about two months. Angela was questioned about her interactions with Lara Chavez, and the investigation was a roller coaster ride for Angela. As the garden was abandoned, the bushes grew taller. They were looking for a new gardener. Many people applied, but Mrs. Vera was very picky about who she hired. Angela returned to the spot where she had been attacked and recalled what had happened that night. But it only caused her confusion, which was followed by Lara's disappearance. Leonardo concluded that L
The basket of flowers was meticulously arranged in the basket. The flowers glow brightly even in the post's dim light. And Andrew gave Angela the basket as a gift. Angela accepted the basket with a smile, mesmerized by Andrew's polite, silent demeanor. He walked slowly and limped slightly. Something was wrong with his left leg. "When I was a kid, I fell out of a tree, and this is what happened: My left leg has shrunk slightly." Angela praised his candor, saying, "That was bad then because it happened when you were a kid." "At first, I cursed the day I fell, but I eventually learned to accept the outcome of the accident. Only it kept me from becoming a cop," Andrew reflected. He was a little shy and kept his distance from his bosses, preferring to stay in the back of the house most of the time. Angela appreciated his shy silence. Since that night, Andrew had been leaving a bouquet at the pink room's foot door. And it made Angela feel more at ease with him. But now and then, she'd be
Water droplets from a pipe leak echo in her ears. She closes her eyes. Her body hurts like hell. The pounding pain in her skull seems to go on forever. She can move but is useless because she has been attempting to find the exit but has failed numerous times. She screams every time she hears movement from a distance. She smells her waste and pees. What a fuck. She cries a lot and screams a lot, resulting in a harsh voice from deep within her throat. She's hungry. She can't recall her last meal. The shadow is forgetting about her. She had just heard a tiny voice ask for something. It was the response to her last scream for assistance. Then she hears footsteps, a coming step, but it fades. Was she having a hallucination? She raises her arms and stands, her hands resting on the wall. She can hear her breathing. She has no idea how many days or nights she has spent in this dimly lit room. This is not a room. It's more like a hole with a rough stone wall surrounding it. Or perhaps she's i
Angela was frustrated after looking around the room. Mrs. Vera was telling the truth. There was not even a white cloth in the basement. Leonardo was standing on the last step of the stairs down to the basement ground. He was paying close attention to his surroundings. "Perhaps we should go back upstairs," Leonardo suggested, "you’ve said there was no lady in white around here. Perhaps what you saw was a whitened section of the wall that formed a white image in the dark. A reflection from the light above the stairs, which had bounced on the wall below. " "Wait," Angela said, still inspecting the basement from corner to corner and from one book to the next. She's looking for the book that may have fallen on her head and caused her to pass out hours ago. But nothing matched the type of book she was looking for. All of the books were light and couldn't even kill the smallest rat. "It wasn't a book," she concluded. "What?" Leonardo responded. "It wasn't a book that hit me on the head,"
Mrs. Gale was approaching her quickly, raising her knife-wielding hand to kill her.Angela swooped down from her side and pushed Mrs. Gale against the wall. However, she cut her elbow with the knife she was holding. Mrs. Gale then prepared for another attack, but a gunshot echoed through the tunnel, causing it to shake."Stop it, Mrs. Gale!" Leonardo's voice came in frantically. His steps echoed as he dashed in to prevent Mrs. Gale from attacking Angela again. But she was fighting to be free of Leonardo. And screamed. "You're going to die, Leonardo," Mrs. Vera hissed at him."You have to stop now, Mrs. Gale," Leonardo yelled, yanking her black shirt back and ripping it off. Then, Leonardo purposefully lit Mrs. Gale's back shoulder and noticed the rose tattoo that Camilla Mantissa had told him about. It also confirmed Mrs. Atilla Gale's identity as Mrs. Rosamarie Gale Mantissa. "You'll die like your father, Leonardo," Mrs. Gale yelled as she prepared to stab him. Because of this, Leon
Angela shook as she entered the pink room. It was a duplicate of the pink room above. And she wondered why it was built beneath the mansion, hidden from the master's bedroom door. The blood on the floor, however, made her tremble. Whose blood is this? She reflected.She slid open the cupboard attached to the wall, just as she had done in the pink room above, but there was one significant difference between the two replicated rooms: the chained chair in the nook. Angela touched the chair's arms and realized it was similar to an electric chair, with straps attached at the back that appeared to serve as a body strap.She took a step back as if her fingers had been burned by touching it. There was a stumbling sound coming from outside the room, followed by steps running in. Angela hid in the cupboard's back corner. Mrs. Vera's screaming voice, asking for help, filled the room as the steps became louder. Angela ran as fast as she could to find Mrs. Vera's voice, but it was cut off the ai
Angela was running fast and screaming for help, but the heavy rain began to fall, and her voice was drowned out. She struggled on the wet ground as she tried to see if the second gate, unlike the first, was unlocked. Her eyes were blurry from rain drops as she was completely soaked when she stumbled on the ground and her foot got caught on something. A man's body was found on the ground. Angela screamed as she recognized the man; he was the guard she was looking for, and he was dead. She crawled away from the corpse and struggled to run towards the second gate at the back of the mansion. But, frustrated by the locked gate, she screamed angrily. She shook from the cold and fear. The fence was too high to climb to exit the gate. "The gun," she remembered and ran back to the house. As she entered the living room, the floor became soaked. She tightened her grip on the knife and kept her ears alert. She dashed to the kitchen to check on Mrs. Gale, but she was no longer on the ground. "Mrs
It was already 8 p.m. when Mrs. Vera retired to her room She was not feeling well. Angela waited for Leonardo's call a little longer. But hours had passed and she had received no calls. Angela had a low tolerance for waiting, especially when it came to Leonardo. She was not comfortable with the fact that there was a mysterious tunnel beneath the mansion. She could feel that something ominous was going on in the house. And that lady in white was a great threat to all of them. Whoever she is, she must be stopped.Mrs. Gale joined her later. Mrs. Gale smiled. "Leonardo is fortunate to have you as a life partner. You're free to marry now that Lara is no longer in his life. Leonardo had only gotten a headache from that b*tch. It's a good thing she's in jail now. Better for her." "I thought you liked Lara for Leonardo," Angela said, looking at her."I've disliked Lara since the first time I met her. She was arrogant and cunning. She's fortunate to have been freed from the tunnel. " Mrs.
"Here's your coffee, Mrs. Vera," Angela said as she placed the cup on the living room table. Mrs. Vera was concerned about her son's journey. Mrs. Gale was in the kitchen preparing their lunch. They were all very excited about Leonardo's trip. Angela, on the other hand, was more interested in seeing the house blueprints."I'm afraid Leonardo was correct," Mrs. Gale said as she entered the living room, placing the bowl of cookies on the couch across from Angela. "What if we're not the only ones in this house?"Angela smiled as she remembered a movie, she saw a long time ago. A house with a secret passage beneath the floor. It's a horror film that she didn't bother watching all the way through.Mrs. Gale, on the other hand, insisted on her terrifying imagination about a haunted house."I don't believe in ghosts," Angela said softly."You have to," Mrs. Vera responded quietly. "I could feel it. Someone is watching us. They're keeping tabs on everything we do.” Mrs. Vera told them about h
Leonardo was holding a flashlight in his right hand, and Angela was holding one as well. They were looking at the secret door behind the cabinet in the studio's basement. "Are you sure you want to come with me?" Leonardo asked Angela one last time. "You can wait for me here.""I'll go." Angela insisted, "Waiting is the worst thing for me. I'd like to assist you in learning the truth about this house. This tunnel was constructed for a reason. That is a fact. And it was concealed from your mother. ""If she's telling the truth," Leonardo stated flatly."You doubted your mother?""She had kept my father's terrible secrets from me. She had no reason to lie to me about this tunnel.""I can see it in her eyes that she's telling you the truth," Angela said as she walked ahead of Leonardo into the tunnel's dark hole.After a few minutes of walking, they returned to the room where Lara was being held captive. "This room was designed for a crime," Leonardo mused."You're right," Angela said as
"Keep an eye on your steps, Angela," Leonardo warned as the two waved their flashlights inside the tunnel. Leonardo kept Angela's gaze fixed on the tunnel they were following, which led them into a door. They also smelled a foul odor in the tunnel, like dead rats. And they discovered things inside the dreadful room, where they found a black bag containing a bottle of acid and a man's cap."I remember this cap," Angela raised the cap and looked at Leonardo, "this is the cap of the man who threw acid in my face." She also discovered fatigue pants and a jacket on the corner. Angela recognized all of them as her assailant's belongings."So, Lara was to blame for your scarred face," Leonardo grumbled. "And now she'll have to pay for it.""Did you happen to know about this tunnel, Leonardo?" Angela inquired."No."They all gathered in the living room to talk about and analyze what had happened that night. Mrs. Gale was making coffee for everyone. Mrs. Vera was still trembling as she imagine
It's a coincidence. Her stolen pose and appearance in Leonardo's house were entirely coincidental, and she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her face on the canvas. But it was genuine. Their paths had crossed before she planned to murder Leonardo, and that secret had followed her since the day she fell in love with him. She tried her hardest to sleep as Leonardo desired. Leonardo decided to check on Lara's apartment after Angela confirmed her belief that Lara was the real killer. And that would be the following day.She was staring out the window. The sky was too dark, with not a single star blinking. She then stood up to close the window when she noticed a white image below it. It was just a repeat of what had happened before. A woman in a wedding gown was walking around. Angela dashed as fast as she could to reveal the truth. But when she arrived at the studio's patio, the image had vanished, and Leonardo had exited the building."What happened?" Leonardo, concerned, inquired.
The man's shadow was approaching her. She wanted to scream, but he covered her mouth too quickly. She thought, "This isn't a dream." She wasn't dreaming as the pain from the man's grip increased. She tried to break free from him, but he was stronger, and she knew who she was. "Andrew?""Angela, I can't take it any longer." Andrew drew her into his arms as she remembered what Fredrick had done to her."Andrew? What exactly are you doing? " Angela pushed him away from her."I love you, and I want you to be mine." Andrew began kissing her on the lips, moving down to her neck and breast.Angela kept pushing and struggling and was about to scream again when the door suddenly opened and another shadow broke in, pulling Andrew away from Angela. And she saw how the tall shadow of another man punched Andrew in the face. And he collapsed on the floor.Angela was shocked to see Andrew and Leonardo colliding, fighting and kicking each other, and Andrew suffering more from Leonardo's fist."You tr