MANOR, 7 PM

Tessa woke up from her slumber three hours ago, and she has been parading the manor since then.

She has rounded it up to five times, taking her time to register everything in her head, especially the hell-themed living room and his mirror-walled bedroom.

She’d miss the fûck out of those two, but she’d miss him more, and she’s hoping she won’t run crazy at this rate.

Yulia already booked flights for her and Bianca, and they’d get on board as early as 8 am tomorrow.

She was rubbing her fingers on the rose pot and smiling faintly when she heard the main door open.

With a...