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Echoes of the Past

Author: Zai
last update publish date: 2025-09-28 23:46:18

Anna's POV

The housekeeper led me up to the third floor of Golden Oak Manor, gesturing toward a closed door at the end of the hallway.

"Miss, that's Mr. Murphy's room," she explained, pointing to a door on the left.

"Miss, there are only two rooms on the third floor—Mr. Murphy's and yours," another maid added, indicating the door directly in front of us.

I blinked in confusion. "Mine?"

When the door swung open, I stood frozen at the threshold. The room that greeted me seemed to have m
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