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Chapter 21

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The west wing was quieter than it should’ve been.

No voices. No footsteps. Not even the faint hum of the boiler that usually kicked on around this hour. Emilia's boots echoed against the parquet floors as she moved quickly, trying not to run. Running would make it worse—make it real. But every creak, every shadow made her skin itch.

The house had shifted in her absence. She felt it immediately—like waking to find someone’s moved all your furniture, just slightly. Enough to be disorienting. Enough to feel like a warning.

She passed the library. Dark. The light Luca always left on—off.

He wasn’t here.

She swallowed hard and made her way to the room, but heard or saw no one.

Still nothing

Then—

A sound. Sharp. Distant.

Metal on stone?

The cellar.

Her pulse jumped.

Of course he would’ve looked there. If he thought she’d run. If he thought—

Then another sound. This one closer. Behind her

Her name. Low. Rough. Wounded.

“Emilia.”

She froze.

Luca stood at the bottom of the stairs, a flashligh
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