ing cracked across the sky like it wanted to tear it open. Inside, everything was dim and cold - and yet Ve
t her room sin
t k
adn't trembled. His breath had been steady. And the worst part - t
want
still wan
. "Stop thinking about it," she his
s if the person on the other side
bare feet brushed over the cold
hind his back. Aiden's father. Her stepfather. The man who always smiled too perfe
hat somehow always felt like a warning. "Com
inked.
ed once
ined with paintings - but not the glamorous portraits that filled the main
ays hated this p
wood. No one ever entered the Red Room. It was locked, sile
a brass key an
n," h
ted. "What
osu
rs crea
hite sheets. Chandeliers hung like cobwebs made of crystal. And in the cent
eyes wasn't the piano. It
wo
Her eyes sharp but haunting.
fami
" she w
stepping beside her
eath c
journal. The name that made Charlo
l black box. Inside, a string of pearls sat nex
holding a baby. Her eyes weren't haunte
aid. "Before she w
said, her voice cracking. "Wh
once, the performative kin
ca. They turn them into ghosts. And
n her bed, the photograph
oice that whispered from the grave. An
lotte ha
allowed Elara's
her like he'd seen a gho
ghter. She was the buried
hone
greenhouse. Now.
thick with humidity and the sc
Aiden stood at the far end, shirtless, his c
you?" she asked,
rned to her with eyes dar
gs I should've told you before. Things I kept
ightened. "W
die," he said slowl
's heart
ha
her. Because Elara was supposed to be his real wife. You were
sto
couldn'
urdere
yes. But he
ling me this now
mory," Aiden said, stepping closer. "I th
sound of dripping water and th
ic crawling up her spine. "I can't live i
and on her cheek. "Because you're th
led. "What if
brushing against hers. "T
This time slower. De
th blood and secrets between them. N
ca didn't
own in him. To f
st one
room, flipping through the f
seen before. Maybe she'd missed it
re is a truth in this house that can kill. But
ath it,
she didn'
an G
t, the pow
re swallowed
eastern wing, a scream