Bliss could feel the weight of the house’s grip tightening around her as she moved through the darkened hallways. Each step she took felt like a step deeper into its heart, its power pressing against her from all sides. The manor, with its cold stone walls and ancient secrets, had always felt oppressive, but now it felt alive, aware of her every move, watching her every breath. She had confronted Damon, she had defied him, but that was only the beginning. The house, with all its twisted power, was still standing, still watching her. It would not let her go without a fight, and she knew she had to be ready. But she didn’t know how much longer she could fight it. Every corner of Blackwood Manor seemed to hold a piece of its dark past, and every time she uncovered a new secret, it felt like the house pushed back harder, trying to reclaim her. The key to the West Wing was still in her hand, and she could feel its weight, a reminder of everything she had learned, everything she had unco
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