Worry washed over Ariana. Something was off. She approached the door, thinking she’d get the maid’s attention. But the door stood firm, not giving way even a little.

She pulled and yanked, but it was a no-go. Panic bubbled up as the truth settled in. She was trapped.

Heart pounding, Ariana hammered on the door, hoping her voice carried beyond it.

“Hey! Can anyone hear me?”

The maid outside smirked, hearing Ariana’s distant yells and wild thumps against the door.

Miss Pierre had hit the nail on the head. Lately, there were quite a few cunning ladies aiming to tie their fate to the well-heeled Fredricks. Claiming to be a doctor? Probably just a sneaky ploy to cozy up to Mr. Fredrick.

might be just the thing

about the commotion from the bathroom. Not in the mood to be caught in the act, the maid zipped over and redirected her colleague, spinning a tale about a busted light and a sticky door. She said

moment they were out of whispering range, the

feeling took hold. It was clear.

phone? Upstairs, doing zilch. She let out an annoyed huff. Now and then, she gave

mammoth of a house. Who would be around

to be smart about it, she yelled in

in that windowless chamber, only

remained ghostly. Initially, panic had her in a vice grip. But as time dragged on and her own ragged breathing was the only

Yet, in this moment, her thoughts were

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