The days at Marcus's estate blended into nights, each one filled with tantalizing glimpses of a past Samantha couldn't quite grasp. She found herself constantly drawn to Marcus, watching him from the corner of her eye as he moved through the mansion with a grace that spoke of centuries of existence.
Every interaction between them buzzed with an undeniable tension, a push and pull that left Samantha feeling both exhilarated and frustrated. She tried various tactics to get Marcus to open up about their shared history, but he remained frustratingly tight-lipped.
As the nights stretched on, her determination to uncover her past grew stronger. She employed various tactics to extract information from Marcus, each attempt more creative than the last.
One evening, she casually mentioned a painting she'd seen in the hallway. "That portrait of the woman in the blue dress," she said, watching Marcus carefully. "She seems familiar. Was she someone important to us?"
