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Chapter 56

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The day crawled by like it didn’t know how to behave in the absence of something important.

Avery didn’t take any meetings. She turned her phone on silent and let every message—every condolence, every polite “thinking of you”—pile up unread. The house was quiet, save for the occasional shuffle of staff preparing for what they all knew would be an inevitable gathering: a funeral no one wanted to plan but everyone expected to be perfect.

She didn’t want perfect.

She wanted her father.

And she wanted to know why, after everything—after all the cold years, the silence, the distance—he left her a key.

Avery sat at the edge of her father’s study, the velvet pouch still beside her, the key glinting in the desk’s lamplight.

She turned it between her fingers, thinking.

It wasn’t a house key. Or a vault key. It was older. The kind of key used for an antique lock—something mechanical, something that couldn’t be opened with biometrics or code. Her father had hated technology in his personal life.
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    The day crawled by like it didn’t know how to behave in the absence of something important.Avery didn’t take any meetings. She turned her phone on silent and let every message—every condolence, every polite “thinking of you”—pile up unread. The house was quiet, save for the occasional shuffle of staff preparing for what they all knew would be an inevitable gathering: a funeral no one wanted to plan but everyone expected to be perfect.She didn’t want perfect.She wanted her father.And she wanted to know why, after everything—after all the cold years, the silence, the distance—he left her a key.Avery sat at the edge of her father’s study, the velvet pouch still beside her, the key glinting in the desk’s lamplight.She turned it between her fingers, thinking.It wasn’t a house key. Or a vault key. It was older. The kind of key used for an antique lock—something mechanical, something that couldn’t be opened with biometrics or code. Her father had hated technology in his personal life.

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