Olivia ascended the grand staircase, her footsteps echoing with a chilling, newfound confidence. The servants parted like a silent tide, none daring to obstruct her path. They watched her with hollow eyes, knowing that whether they spoke or stayed silent, Elvira would sense the intrusion soon enough. Olivia scanned the familiar corners of the estate, her predatory gaze finding no trace of her father or her sister.
She came to a halt before a massive black door. To an outsider, it looked like the entrance to a sanctuary of luxury, but Olivia knew it was a gilded cage. She pushed it open slowly.
