

MY LAST VALENTINE
Trapped in a remote Italian mansion, Sandra and Xanvier seek a fresh start, but eerie occurrences and a lurking presence suggest their new home hides a sinister past. Can they uncover the truth before their dream life turns into a nightmare?Sandra held her phone aloft, capturing the winding road for her live Instagram stream. "Hello, my beloved fans!" she chirped, her smile wide. "It's time for a fresh start. Guess where we are? Yes, Milan! My boyfriend and I are going to begin a new life here, and you'll be..."
Boom!
The car jolted violently, her phone clattering to the floor. Sandra's hair cascaded around the glove compartment as the car abruptly halted. "What the heck happened?" she asked, feeling a jolt of disorientation.
"Erm... Must have been a punctured tire?" Xanvier mumbled, forcing a smile as he slipped out of the car. Was he asking or just saying? Sandra took a swift look at her reflection, relieved her makeup wasn't ruined. Thank God!
As she searched for her phone, a flicker caught her eye. From the corner of her vision, a figure ran out of the woods and into the abandoned playground across the road. It seemed to be on all fours.
Her head swayed towards it on reflex, her eyes instantly glued to the dangling swings, as if searching for something interesting. It felt weird, like she was hypnotized. Suddenly, the car door slammed, snapping her out of her daze. "I am so sorry, didn't mean to startle you," Xanvier muttered, his cute hazel eyes fixed on her. Something in his gaze made her feel safe, and she smiled. "It's okay, babe. I'm just tired and all..." He cupped her face, giving her a quick peck. "We will soon get home, princess." He fixed his seatbelt and sped off. Sandra never told him what she saw.
