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Chapter Fourteen

Author: Alison Nick
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-20 00:14:25
James' POV

I stared at the blue letters on the desk as the mystery of who sent the three of them races through my mind. It's past midnight and it's been hours since I drove Calla back home yet I still can't fathom the lore connecting the blue letters with me.

The recent letter had my name written in red ink just like the last two and a paper in it. It read:

Tu ne sais rien

Which translates to "You know nothing." I whispered in the dark as my fingers ran through my hair. One of the best days of my life has suddenly been replaced with crippling anxiety from a someone whose name I didn't know and whose face I've probably never seen.

The vague message consumed my mind as I lurk for hidden messages in the prints. I brought the lights closer to paper hoping there was more writing in invisible ink. Alas, nothing.

Tu ne sies rien,was a common phrase in France. Grandma use to say it to remind us of how vast life is and how we should be humble because we can never know everything about everythin
Alison Nick

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