The girl’s arrival meant she would finally get what she yearned for, for such a long time. From the moment she had made a deal with the girl, a few months back, a rainy night in a dead-end alley.
He reached the manor’s first floor and quickly passed by the gigantic antique mirror, that covered most of the hallway’s wall, ignoring the flash of blonde hair reflected on its rotten surface. He turned left and, opening the first door he came across, he entered her office. Even though it was quite late, she was still awake. He wasn’t sure she ever slept.
