Third person's pov~
I got a call from Mr Miller and I couldn't believe my ears.
He wasn't sure about it but a little hope was enough.
How is this possible?
After all these years...
I ran towards the party hall and saw her dancing with him.
Everything fell into it's place just like it was supposed to.
I waited for her to be alone but he took her somewhere with him. I couldn't waste more time so I hurried and informed the security head to not let her out of the building.
Not again!
After I made sure she couldn't leave, I waited for Mr and Mistress to arrive.
They arrived a little late than expected and didn't join the party. After the formal greetings, I went to Mistress's room and told the maids that it was urgent.
"Make it quick," she was sitting on the bed. She looked tired and weaker than I last saw her. Worry lines were permanently etched on her features.
"I think we found her!"