Lost control

As Lily sped down the road, her heart pounded in her chest, each beat echoing the urgency of the message she had received. The image of her parents, locked in a violent struggle, flashed before her eyes, sending a chill down her spine.

Her grip tightened on the steering wheel, knuckles turning white with tension, as she navigated the winding streets with a sense of urgency that bordered on desperation. The sound of her tires against the pavement was drowned out by the relentless pounding of her heart, a steady rhythm that underscored the gravity of the situation.

The message from their head maid played on a loop in her mind, the words ringing with a clarity that sent shivers down her spine. Her parents were arguing aggressively, her father's temper escalating to dangerous levels. And if she didn't come, they were afraid of what might happen next.