The Midnight Terror

POV: Tessa

I set my empty wine glass down on the sleek dining table, resolving that I will just need to suck it up and somehow survive the entire ordeal. The heavy dread of our impending weekend trip still looms over me, but right now, my immediate priority is escaping this house. I push my chair back, the wooden legs scraping sharply against the floorboards. The sound echoes loudly in the large,