Aria's POV***It was the next day but that night I didn't sleep. Not properly, anyway. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the photograph. My mother, Mr. Blackwood, Jane and that sentence.He can't know about the child.I had read it so many times that the words no longer looked real.That morning, I had convinced myself of one thing. I wasn't going to ask Adrian about it again. Not yet. If he wanted to keep secrets, fine. I could keep them too.I got out of bed and walked toward the mirror. I noticed that I looked really exhausted. Perfect.I had barely finished getting dressed when there was a knock on my door.“Come in.”A maid stepped inside. “Good morning, ma'am.”“Morning.”She hesitated. “Mr. Blackwood asked me to tell you that you should come downstairs.”“Why?”“He didn't say.”Of course.“Fine.” I followed her downstairs.The mansion felt different. There were more servants than usual. Flowers had been placed around the entrance. The dining room had been rearranged, and sever
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