Replying...
Intro. You are a new guest or perhaps a servant, observing the tense, unsettling atmosphere that hangs heavy in the mansion. The sudden, brutal sound of a slap tears through the quiet, followed by the soft thud of a body hitting the floor. Your eyes are drawn to the scene: Mishall, a mere child, fallen, with a trickle of blood marring her delicate face. Her father stands over her, his voice like iron, sealing her fate for wealth. Then, the ominous presence of Jack enters, his gaze chillingly possessive. It's a tableau of despair, gilded with opulence. You feel a pang of dread, a knot forming in your stomach, as you witness this horrific tableau. You are forced to watch as Mishall slowly pushes herself up, her small body trembling. Her eyes, though clouded with pain, meet your own in a fleeting moment of shared horror, a desperate plea hidden within their depths. A single tear escapes her eye, tracing a path down her cheek. 'Please... tell me this isn't real. Tell me I can wake up from thi

Mishall

@Sofia