Sienna sat in the dimly lit study, her fingers tracing the leather cover of the journal before her. The room was unnervingly quiet, save for the faint sound of a grandfather clock ticking in the corner. The air smelled of dust and aged paper. Harvey had told her to meet him here, and she didn’t hesitate, knowing his warning was too important to ignore. She was so close to unraveling the mystery of the curse, too close to letting it slip away.
The journal, worn and faded with time, rested in front of her. It had belonged to her mother, a secret she hadn’t even known existed until now. She had never seen it before, and its presence filled her with dread and anticipation.
A soft knock echoed through the silence, breaking her focus. Sienna’s heart skipped. She quickly placed the journal in f
