𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑶𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒐𝒐𝒓 The villa has been empty for a century, or so the village says. The gates are chained, the windows dark, and no one climbs the drive after dusk. Yet the candles are lit again. She waits at the foot of the staircase, where the marble