LOGINAurora's POVI studied the photograph again under the weak beam of my flashlight. Vivian stood on the left, her face calm and steady. Beside her was a young woman I'd never seen before. At first she looked normal enough. Then I noticed the details. The same sharp cheekbones. The same dark eyes I'd seen in every Hawthorne portrait in that house. And stitched quietly into her dress, so small you'd miss it if you weren't looking, was the Hawthorne family crest.I flipped the photo over. Most of the writing on the back had faded away completely. Only two words were still readable.*Second branch.*Aridian took the photo from my hands. The second he looked at the woman's face, something changed in him."You know her," I said.He didn't answer right away."Aridian.""No," he said finally. Then, after a pause, "But I've seen that face before.""Where?"His voice dropped low. "In a photograph my grandfather kept locked away. One I wasn't supposed to find."So she wasn't connected to me at all
Aurora's POVWe stood in front of the iron gates of Blackridge House. Rust had eaten deep into the metal, flaking off in orange strips. Ivy climbed the stone walls in thick green ropes, swallowing the lower windows whole. Broken glass caught the light of the mist, glittering faintly like scattered teeth. The gardens had gone wild years ago nothing but thorns and dead roses now, tangled together in a mess nobody had cleared.The silence was strange. Too complete. Like the house itself was holding its breath, waiting to see what we'd do."Still want the truth?" Aridian asked quietly beside me.I kept my eyes on the dark front of the house. "Not knowing scares me more."Together we pushed the gates open. They groaned loud enough to make me flinch, the sound echoing off into the trees. We stepped through anyway.The entrance hall greeted us like a tomb. A dust-covered chandelier hung crooked above us, tilted like it had given up trying to hang straight years ago. The marble floor was crac
Aurora's POVWe stayed pressed into the hedges until the last guard's voice faded out completely. My legs were cramping from crouching so long, but I didn't dare move."Seal every entrance," one voice said, further off now."If anyone asks, the tunnels were condemned years ago."The flashlights disappeared one by one. When it was finally quiet again, I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding."Who are they really protecting?" I whispered.Aridian's answer came without hesitation. "Not the estate. Whatever's buried under it."Neither of us said it out loud, but we both knew the same thing. We were running out of time.Back in my room, I laid the old survey next to the map on my phone, side by side on my bed. I lined the edges up as close as I could.The missing section didn't match up with a house. It matched with an entire road. One that didn't exist anywhere on any map I could find, old or new.I zoomed in on the faded ink still clinging to the torn edge.*Blackridge Lane*I
Aurora's POVWe stumbled out of the passage into an old storage room deep under the estate. The air was stale. Cold. Both of us stood there breathing hard, listening for footsteps. Nobody spoke for a while.I unfolded the family tree again. My hands were still shaking a little.*ERASED*"How does a whole bloodline just disappear?" I asked."By making sure nobody remembers they existed in the first place," Aridian said. His voice was low and flat.Neither of us said anything after that. The silence felt heavier than the walls around us.I looked around the room properly for the first time. Old crates stacked against one wall. Broken furniture covered in sheets. A single spider web stretched across the corner of the ceiling, catching what little light we had."We can't stay here long," Aridian said. "If they're looking for us, this is exactly the kind of place they'd check.""Give me a minute."We spread the paper out on top of an old wooden crate. Most of the family tree was still read
Aurora’s POV The door kept swinging open, slow and creaking. I stepped back without even thinking about it. Aridian moved in front of me, one arm out like he could block whatever was waiting in there.A single lantern glowed somewhere deep inside. Then a man stepped into the light. Old. Tall, even with his age. His shoulders were still straight, like he'd spent his whole life standing up for something.He didn't look surprised to see us. He looked like he'd been waiting."I wondered how long it would take the two of you to find this place," he said. His voice was quiet, but steady."Who are you?" My voice came out sharper than I meant it to.A small smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. "Not your enemy.""That's not an answer."He didn't give me a name. He just turned and walked further into the vault, like he expected us to follow.We did follow. And once we were inside, I understood why he'd waited so calmly for us to arrive.The vault wasn't small. It opened up like a buried l
Aurora's POVI stared at Vivian Hawthorne's obituary until my eyes hurt. The same grainy photo. The same missing details. No cause of death. No funeral. No family listed. It didn't read like a death notice. It read like someone had wiped her off the earth on purpose and called it privacy.I sat back in my chair and rubbed my face. My room was silent except for the hum of my laptop and the wind outside my window. I read the obituary one more time, hoping something new would jump out at me. Nothing did. Just the same empty lines, over and over.I grabbed my notebook and wrote one line under everything else I'd written that week.*People erase the truth before they erase the person.*I looked at that sentence for a long time. I didn't even know where the thought came from. It just felt true.Then, before the sun even came up, I picked up my phone and texted Aridian.*We need to find Vault B.*I stared at the screen until three dots appeared, then disappeared, then appeared again.*Meet m
Aorura's POV I stumbled out of that cursed room, my floral gown hastily pulled over my still-trembling body. The fabric felt heavy against my flushed skin, clinging to the sweat and evidence of my betrayal. My legs were unsteady, every step sending echoes of Aridian’s powerful thrusts through my
Aorura's POVMy blood turned to ice as the horrifying truth slammed into me. My fiancé’s twin brother lay in my bed, his lips already curving into a slow, wicked smile as he watched shock and terror spread across my face.I gasped, scrambling backward under the sheets, my heart hammering wildly ag
Aurora's POV Aridian’s last words echoed through the chapel like a death sentence: “Ask Alexander why he really wanted me gone all these years.”Shock froze the entire venue. The beautiful hall, once filled with joyful murmurs and the sweet scent of roses, now vibrated with stunned silence broken
Aurora's POV The words hung in the air like a thunderclap. “I object.”The entire venue fell into a deafening silence. Hundreds of guests, dressed in their finest attire, froze mid-whisper. The beautiful church hall, adorned with cascading white roses, pink accents, and twinkling fairy lights, s







