Emily’s POV

I checked out of the hotel at nine in the morning.

The woman at the front desk asked if everything was satisfactory and I said yes. The room was exactly what I needed it to be.

I couldn’t explain what changed, only that I didn’t leave the same way I came in.

I walked into the cold morning with my bag on my shoulder. I got in a cab and told the driver the address.

The mansion looked the same from the outside.

The gate was open. I walked through it, up the front ...