It shattered Viola's heart. The feeling of being pulledtowards some other place, some...

It shattered Viola's heart. The feeling of being pulled
towards some other place, some realm beyond, had faded in the years since her death, but now she rejected it outright. With every ounce
of her considerable will, as when she was sick,
and against all probability, Viola would not go. The eldest of Willoughby's daughters,
once Lady Lloyd of Bly, remained, some would whisper,
by stubbornness alone. The pull of that next world ignored,
she instead made her own gravity, gravity of will, that would change
the terrain of Bly Manor forever. And once again, she would sleep