A few Days Later The mansion felt cold. It always had, but today, it seemed colder than ever. The marble floors echoed beneath Elena's quiet footsteps as she walked through the halls, the sound almost like a whisper, a shadow of her former self. Her father’s home, a palace of wealth and power now felt like a graveyard. She paused, her hand resting against the grand doorway to his study, her eyes fixed on the empty room inside. The same room she had once walked into with her father sitting behind his polished mahogany desk, a force of intimidation, a figure to be feared. But now, the room was lifeless. Still.The death of Vincent Blake, the man who had built his empire on fear, had been inevitable. But Elena never imagined it would feel like this. She had never truly forgiven him for the things he had done, for the power games, for the way he had used her. For the way, he had almost killed her, over and over again, without a second thought.Yet, even as she stood in the place
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