Ellen gently pushed the door open, stepping into the mansion she now called home. The door creaked loudly in the huge, empty house, highlighting just how empty the house was. She stood in the doorway for a moment, letting her eyes adjust to the dim light filtering through the windows.
She closed the door behind her and her footsteps echoed on the polished marble floors as she made her way through the foyer and into the living room. The mansion seemed to swallow her up in its emptiness. Ellen tossed her purse onto the couch before sinking down into the soft cushions, and set her luggage down near her feet.
The events of the past few days played out in her mind, and she couldn't help but chuckle as a particular memory surfaced—Aubrey. The look on Aubrey's face when she realized Mason had left without a word was priceless. Ellen could almost see it now, the frustration, the disbelief, the bitterness that must have seeped into Aubrey's every pore.