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Chapter 177 Seraphina's Pov

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Some names belong on envelopes.

Daniel's did not.

The room seemed to shrink around the cream-colored envelope lying on Arthur's journal. Every person standing inside the archive had spent the better part of two days reconstructing the life of a man who had died carrying more secrets than any of us imagined possible. We had uncovered hidden trust funds, decades of correspondence, forgotten friendships, and promises made beside hospital beds. Each revelation had answered one question while creati
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