Mia stood frozen on the last step of the grand staircase, Selen's hate-filled eyes burning into her. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife.

"The car is waiting mia," Harry said, breaking the standoff. His voice was calm but firm, offering no room for further argument.

Selen whirled around, looking very furious.

But harry didn't seem to bother. "We need to go. Now."

With one last venomous glare at Mia, Selen stormed off toward the east wing of the mansion. Eleanor ...