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CHAPTER FOUR The Widow’s Rooms

Penulis: LJ Faulkner
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-26 02:23:34

By the third day, Violet had learned three things about Cain House.

First, the staff did not gossip.

They communicated through pauses, glances, and silences so practiced that Violet began to suspect there were entire conversations happening around her that she could not hear.

Second, Theodore Cain did not eat breakfast with anyone.

A tray went to his study every morning at seven. Coffee black. Two boiled eggs. Half a grapefruit. Toast untouched. Mrs. Blythe removed the tray at nine. The toast r
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