ELENA’S POV

I walked around for a while, trying to catch his scent. I heard a call somewhere in my mind coming from the wall. To be exact, it was coming from inside of the wall.

“This must be a secret passage,” I told myself. Like the portrait, I looked for the entrance. I couldn’t find it. It was in the end, just a wall.

I tried to walk away but I felt that pull again. I took a look around to see if there as anything that I had missed. I had shifted every picture frame, every ...