Arabella’s Point of View

(Flashback)

I had just finished telling Wymond about the maid I saw earlier and how I had a feeling that she was Ingrid. I told him I wanted to investigate the maid, but he stopped me and promised to handle it himself.

Then we decided to retire to bed, but we were disturbed by a loud thud and sprang up at once, our heads snapping toward the direction of the sound—the window.

We heard someone whimpering and sniffling. Wymond hopped off the bed and walked toward ...