~Luis's Point Of View~
I had just returned from the woods, having assisted María José in lifting the veil on the cabin—a task that had drained me more than I cared to admit. There was other business I had tended to before returning home, matters that would remain my secret for now.
As I stepped into the house, I was relieved to find it empty. Rosario was out attending the wedding. Thank God. The silence was a soothing to my frayed nerves.
I settled into my chair, replaying the day's event. María José was now married to Axel. The thought twisted in my gut. It was a bitter concoction of jealousy and resignation. But my master had assured me that I would profit the most from all this in the end. I clung to that promise.
Faith was my anchor, even when the waters were turbulent.
As I brooded, a sudden pull yanked me from my thoughts. The room dissolved around me, replaced by an overwhelming heat and a blinding light. I was no longer in my home.
