The sharp sound of Amelia's heels striking the marble floor echoed throughout the grand entrance hall of her newly purchased villa, each click reverberating against the high ceiling. The house smelled faintly of fresh paint and polished wood, the air still carrying that newness that had yet to be broken by the warmth of daily life. She had barely taken two steps inside, the cool air wrapping around her after the summer heat outside, when a small figure appeared in the hallway.