The Grandel and Mrs. Martins had searched far and wide for Dorothy, but she seemed to have vanished into thin air. They had scoured the city, asked every question, and followed every lead, but nothing had yielded any clues to her whereabouts.
As the months went by, their searches became less frequent, and eventually, they stopped altogether. Mrs. Martins had convinced Raphael that Dorothy was gone for good, and that it was time to move on.
Raphael, though still haunted by the memory of Dorothy and the child she carried, had reluctantly agreed. He threw himself into his work, trying to distract himself from the ache in his heart.
Mrs. Martins, on the other hand, seemed to have forgotten about Dorothy altogether. She was too busy scheming and manipulating those around her to worry about the whereabouts of a mere servant.