(Olivia's POV)

Later that evening, Arthur escorted me back to what he called "my home" next door, though the grand mansion still felt foreign and unfamiliar to me.

The elegant hallways and luxurious furnishings seemed too opulent for someone like me, making me wonder about my mysterious past.

After settling me into the enormous master bedroom with its plush bedding and ornate decorations, Arthur sat beside me on the edge of the ...