As the night stretched on, uncertainty and fear reigned supreme in the villa. Every shadow, every strange noise seemed to fuel the growing anxiety within me. The imposing walls of the villa, adorned with ancient paintings, now felt oppressive, their baroque designs almost menacing under the dim light of the lamps. The wind crept through the window cracks, creating a ghostly melody that resonated through the empty hallways.
Each minute passed, slow and cruel, without bringing the slightest glimmer of hope. My mind was a whirlwind of dark thoughts and unbearable worries. The oppressive silence seemed amplified by the steady ticking of the clock in the living room, each second hammering at my already fragile patience. I tried to stay calm, but Leo's absence, coupled with the heavy, oppressive silence of the villa, was driving me nearly insane.
