CRYSTAL
I only wanted to spend the first day in the mansion locked in the room where I had been directed. But here I was—ended up being summoned in Dad's private study, facing the two witches who were presently shooting daggers at me with their stares.
If only the situation was different, I would love to take a little exploration around here and enjoy inspecting each of the plaques, certificates, and trophies aligned through the countertop to know how far Wayne Law Firm had achieved. I also would love to read each magazine and books stalked meticulously in their respective shelves and wouldn't mind if I get stuck in them for days.
I knew Mrs. Vivien and her daughters were far from being nice people based on Erik's description of them. But never had I expected the worst of them when Carrie had me banged in the balcony that I needed to scream for my dear life to be saved. Not to mention, never had I supposed to hear insults about my mother who was now resting in peace.
