T- Vino Island …. 4 months later
"Samantha, go get me that maid from yesterday!" Aliya barked out the command.
Samantha stiffened ever so slightly, not daring to let that reaction show. Like a zombie-like person, she nodded and then walked out of the dining hall.
As Samantha walked through intertwining corridors, she could not help but think of the place they had learnt to call home. The estate remained spotless, every marble floor gleaming, every chandelier dusted to perfection, yet it felt hollow. It was like a grand stage set for a performance that would never come. The air was thick with something unseen, something cold and oppressive.
