Valerie’s POVSilas didn’t move after he spoke.“Your father knew about this house.”The words stayed in the room longer than they should have, like they didn’t belong to a normal conversation. I kept staring at him, waiting for something more—an explanation, a correction, anything that would soften the impact of what he had just said.But nothing came.That silence felt intentional. Not empty. Controlled.I turned my gaze away first, not because I wanted to, but because I needed space to think. My mind was starting to feel crowded again, the way it always did when too many pieces didn’t fit together.My father.That name kept returning like it had nowhere else to go.He was supposed to be the beginning of my life, not the center of all these questions.I took a slow breath and forced my body to relax, though it didn’t listen completely. My fingers still felt slightly tense at my sides.Outside the window, the mountains looked unchanged. The estate below was quiet, almost peaceful, bu
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