Yes, my heart is fiercely tormented. I waited for a few minutes, then I decided to go and see what was going on in the parlor.

As I got to the parlor, everywhere was so quiet and serene. I couldn't find anyone, but uncocked bottles of wine are still on top of the table.

I couldn't see Barr Paul; I couldn't find my husband nor the so-called secretary.

I quickly rushed to the porch; there I found Donal leaning his body on the pillar all alone.

“Donal, I hope all is well. Where are your ...