Every Last Secret 소설 & 이야기

Her last grip on power. She died months later in a fall down the stairs that everyone knew wasn’t an accident. Luca scanned the room, searching for her. For the version of her who had believed she could outplay Leo Vitale. His eyes landed on the bookshelf. Row after row of untouched classics. And one book that didn’t belong. A children’s story. The Secret Garden. His mother’s favourite. Luca pulled it off the shelf and opened it carefully. A small slip of paper fell out.

Until I Met Him The New Beginning Everyone got his own secret that he is hiding away from the world, everyone get a past that they never wants to go back to, everyone got a past life they wants leave behind so do I Kaira. I get a past and a secret that no one knows about a secret I am going to keep away from the world until I take my last breath because that is the only way to keep him secure and away from danger the only way to bring him out of danger.

He explained to her and she swallowed hard. “When we have already discussed about this? I was about to go into a meeting but I could not , you both disrupt everything.” He said. “And I was there, my presence could not even be noticed, you just ran past me with that log of wood in your hands and of you went to break the windscreen ...tit for tat abi ?” He said. “What was on your mind when you did it? And the exchange of words you both were saying exposing each other secrets were so shameful...I was so ashamed of myself “ He said to her.

It looks meek and harmless on the outside, but even his friends who could not hear the strange noise could feel a strange form of energy coming from it. “Are we supposed to go there,” Don asked. “It’s probably an old cupboard,” Alice added. “Funny, the Principal didn’t say anything about this,” Kirsten said suddenly. “Let’s see what’s behind this door,” said Van. Finally he will get to see what secret this door conceals. With shaking hand, he seizes the knob and swings the door open. And what they found startles them.

I wanted to speak out and tell the doctor to call Xavier back into the room so I could tell him the secret myself, but my mouth was too heavy to make any sound. The machines around my bed began to make long, loud beeping noises, and the doctors started moving their hands very fast above my chest. I could feel my life slipping away into the dark, but my last thought was not about my money or my big houses. My last thought was about that secret letter sitting inside the dark safe, waiting for someone to pull it out into the light. My heart stopped beating, and everything became silent around me as my long journey on this earth came to a total end.

For ten seconds, she had forgotten me. That was ten seconds too long. “Find out everything about him,” I told Adrian. “Every company, every account, every person he protects, and every secret his family buried.” “You already investigated him after the first warning,” Leon said. “I knew enough to tell her to stay away. Now I want enough to destroy him.” Leon crossed the room and placed his hand over the photograph before I could continue staring at it. “If you go to Seattle like this, you will frighten her.”

Because the next secret was not about enemies. It was about family. End of Chapter Thirty-Two

“It could wipe everything.” Elena crawled closer, bleeding from a graze on her arm. “Lyra, your father hid the master password in a message only you’d recognize. Something about the restaurant. Think!” Another volley of shots. One of Dimitri’s men went down with a grunt. The air smelled of cordite and fear. Lyra’s mind raced. The restaurant. Her father’s last words to her: “The secret ingredient isn’t in the sauce, kid. It’s in the family recipe book. Page twenty-three.”

For the first time all morning, something crossed his face that looked almost like a surprise. “Mira………..” “Twenty two years, Dad.” My voice was quiet. Steady. The specific steadiness of someone who has decided. “It ends today. All of it. But it ends with you in the room.” The kitchen was silent. Sebastian was already reaching for his phone. My father looked at me for a long moment, at his daughter, standing in the kitchen of the house where she had grown up, holding a USB drive that contained twenty two years of secrets, asking him to walk into the last room he’d ever wanted to enter.

Luke was crying. I was crying. Tom asked if I was okay. I said yes. He left. The door closed. Luca locked it. Eli held me. The children played. The painting watched. Hope pointed at the TV. She said Marcus. Luca asked how she knew that name. No one answered. The painting watched. My phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. I know the final secret. Meet me at the lighthouse. Dawn. Come alone.