Mar 3, 2025
[As Autumn makes her way to the lounge, her eyes catch glimpses of the past in the photographs lining the walls. There’s Xander as a child, mischievous and wide-eyed, alongside his parents in their elegant family portrait. Her heart tugs at the sight of Vladislaus and Regina, once so full of life and love. Memories flood her—of her and Xander racing through these hallways with carefree laughter, of the afternoons spent at the piano with Regina’s gentle guidance. Whenever she played, the music seemed to fill every corner of the vast manor, making it feel alive and warm. But now, the house feels empty and cold, a shadow of what it once was, the weight of absence pressing heavily on her chest.]
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