Violet POV

The house was too quiet when Antonio and I stepped in. The air conditioner was off, there was no noise coming from the kitchen. The guards had been off duty enjoying their lunch break it seems.

Still, I did not like the chill that crawled up my spine, something felt wrong, very wrong.

The faint echoes of our footsteps seemed too loud in the empty house, and I immediately felt the urge to check on Dalma. She had locked herself in her room earlier, sulking after our argument. But now