Ariana paid little heed to Helen's words, her rationality still intact. She remembered Judy's warning, cautioning her against entering this room. It was a forbidden domain.

“Why are you hesitating? No one is here, and no one will know of our intrusion."

Helen attempted to persuade her, her hand resting on the doorknob.

"Open it. Don't you yearn to understand why Theodore shuns the idea of having a child? The answers lie within this room."

Under Helen's enchantment, Ariana's mind grew increasingly muddled. She felt an insatiable curiosity for the unknown, yet also a fear of what revelations she might ‘uncover.

With a turn of the doorknob, the closed door swung open, propelled by either Ariana's strength or Helen's influence.

Ariana found herself engulfed in an abyss of unending darkness, creeping in with a creak.

Helen's triumphant smile emerged as she flicked the light switch, illuminating the room in its entirety.

Ariana squinted uncomfortably, gradually discerning the room's layout.

Unexpectedly, it was a space fit for an ordinary girl.

Immaculately clean and imbued with a faint warmth, as if the room's owner still resided there.

The furnishings in the room were simple and warm, with a predominant blue color scheme. There was a light-colored sofa, floral curtains, a cello in the corner, and several dolls, crystal balls, and young girls' comic books neatly arranged on the shelves. At the head and end of the bed, there were dolls adorning the space.

Ariana meticulously observed each corner of the room before her gaze settled upon. the cloakroom. There were two rows of pristine white wardrobes, with over ten doors in all, waiting to be explored. Driven by an inexplicable curiosity, Ariana found herself drawn to open the wardrobe.

To her astonishment, the wardrobe contained an assortment of brand new dresses, each exuding a distinct air of luxury. Some of the dresses still had their tags attached, indicating their recent acquisition. It was evident that these dresses had been carefully chosen and acquired over the years.

Helen approached Ariana, her expression marked by a mixture of complexity and intrigue. She directed her attention towards the dresses, her words tinged with a hint of melancholy.

"Every year, for Marley's birthday and various other special occasions, Theodore personally selects one of Marley's favorite garments and arranges it here.”

She continued, her voice carrying a weight of nostalgia.

"These wardrobes simply cannot contain them all, and as a result, many have been relocated to the attic after meticulous organization."

“Who is Marley?"

Ariana's memories stirred as she pondered the information Judy had shared shortly after her arrival at the Anderson mansion. According to Judy, Darian, Theodore's father, had only two children—Theodore and Jasper.