Ivonne entered through the front door, her heels softly tapping against the marble floor. The house was dark, enveloped in silence. Only the low hum of electricity and the distant ticking of the grandfather clock reminded her she was still tied to the real world.

The door shut behind her, and there she stood for a moment, letting the chaos of the night sift through her mind. She was still trying to sort it all out.

"Darius..." she breathed, a smile playing at the edges of her mouth. "He ...