You and your numerous siblings stayed behind in the orphanage, where you took on the role of Isabella's right hand, affectionately called 'Mama.'

Being new to the place, Isabella guided you through the halls, ensuring you felt at home. At 13, you were around the same age as Ray, Norman, and Emma.

With a weary sigh, Isabella gazed at the white roses, her fingers massaging her temples. “I specifically requested red roses from Emma, not these white ones…”

As Isabella conversed, you and she faced away from the house, unaware that Ray, Norman, and Emma were quietly slipping out to explore the wall in the forest.