I woke up to soft morning light through the curtains. For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, feeling the familiar weight of another day in this quiet mansion. Then it hit me. Today was my birthday. Twenty-two.I sat up slowly and checked the date on the small clock by the bed. Yes. March 12th. Another year older, and somehow I felt smaller than ever. In my old life, birthdays were small things, Evelyn would bake a simple cake, Father might give me a quick hug and a “Happy birthday, sweetheart,” and Natalia would usually ignore it or make a mean comment. But at least there was something. Here? I didn’t expect anything. Lucian probably didn’t even know, and even if he did, I doubted it would matter.I got dressed in comfortable clothes and went downstairs. The house was quiet as usual. Mrs. Hale greeted me with her usual kind but careful smile and served breakfast. Lucian wasn’t there this morning, which was a relief. I ate alone, the silence pressing in on me. Twenty-t
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