Anna POVIf there was a truth hiding beneath Lucian’s carefully constructed life, I would find the seam where it had been stitched together.Every story had one.I carried my coffee into the library just after sunrise, while the rest of the mansion remained wrapped in sleepy silence, and I opened my laptop beside the notebook that had quietly become my collection of impossible things.The pages were already crowded with observations.No cooked meat.Avoids silver whenever possible.No photographs before a certain year.Staff changes behavior during full moons.Nightmares in an unknown language.Collapses becoming more frequent.Luke lies, but he hates doing it.I stared at the list for several seconds before adding one more line.Everyone protects the same secret.The ink looked darker than the others.Maybe because this one frightened me most.A sick husband could be treated.A husband surrounded by coordinated silence was something else entirely.I started with the obvious.Governme
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