The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never by Gilbert Soysal

“Interesting, very interesting.

”

The building had only three floors designated for residential use.

The staff escorted Hannah to the third floor, which contrasted starkly with the livelier floors below.

As they ascended, the quietude of the third floor enveloped her, making her feel slightly uneasy.

Both the third and second floors were styled in vintage decor, meticulously clean throughout, yet something about the ambiance on the third floor made Hannah uncomfortable.

As she turned around, Hannah’s eyes were drawn to the paintings lining the corridor walls-portraits of figures from ancient times.

What should have been romantic depictions somehow appeared eerie.

“Miss,” the staff member prompted, bringing Hannah back to the moment.

They continued to the end of the corridor.

“This is your room.

Would you like to go in and check if everything is to your satisfaction?”

“No, thanks.

Hannah accepted the room key from the staff, giving the corridor’s paintings a

similar to the rooms

the water running clear, unlike the situation she

or maybe just her nerves, but Hannah couldn’t shake the

stepped out of her room to find the corridor bathed in sunlight, which

Hannah paused inexplicably in front of one particular

and approached it, reaching out

allowing her to feel the texture of the

of the painting felt

the depicted face, a voice echoed from

“Miss.

”

paused and looked towards the stairs where the familiar staff member stood, her smile perfunctory, her

hand and faced

“What’s the matter?”

looking for you

“Okay.

and walked calmly