Zayan stood in the middle of the room, a strange coldness in his eyes. He looked at Elara with a mysterious smile that sent a shiver down Arian's spin
Arian, the person you are trusting is not the Elara you think you know." Zayan pulled out an old, torn photograph from his jacket pocket.
As he threw the photo onto the table, Arian's heart stopped for a moment. In the picture, a young Elara was standing in front of that cursed mansion, where no one is allowed to go.
।Elaras face turned pale, and she began to tremble with her head bowed. Arian realized that tonight, his perfect world might be turned upside down forever