She was clearly the hostess of this family, but she seemed to be nothing more than just that title.

The second floor.

Shirley entered Carter's study room with a sense of familiarity.

Although it was daytime, Carter had drawn the curtains. He also closed the door behind Shirley after she entered.

He turned around and looked at Shirley who was seated in a wheelchair. He closed his eyes, hoping this was merely a figment of his imagination. Unfortunately, when he reopened them, Shirley remained