The mansion had grown quieter since that night, but silence, Amelia realized, could be the loudest kind of noise. Every echo, every flicker of shadow in the corridor seemed to whisper of something unseen — something stolen.The letter.Its absence gnawed at her like a secret she couldn’t unhear. She had checked Damien’s study twice since then, pretending it was just to tidy or find a book, but she knew what she was looking for. It was gone.And yet, she said nothing.At breakfast, she sat across from Damien, stirring her tea without tasting it. He seemed distracted too, his gaze distant, his hands unmoving around his untouched coffee.“Did you read the letter?” she asked casually, watching his face.He looked up, startled. “Letter?”Her stomach dropped. “The one the maid found. From the old study.”He frowned, thinking. “Oh. Right.” He shook his head slowly. “I haven’t seen it since that night.”Lies — or confusion. She couldn’t tell which.“Maybe someone moved it,” he said absently,
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