Liora didn't sleep.
The five handwritten words refused to leave her mind.
Look beneath the chapel floor.
She read them again.
And again.
By dawn, the paper had become soft from being unfolded so many times.
She carefully slipped it back into the envelope.
No one could know.
Not yet.
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Ashford Manor slowly came to life.
The aroma of freshly baked bread drifted from the kitchen.
Somewhere in the gardens, birds greeted the morning.
For the first time in days...
The rain had stopped.
Liora stood at her bedroom window, watching sunlight spill across the estate.
A gentle knock came at the door.
"Come in."
Mrs. Agnes entered carrying a breakfast tray.
"I thought I'd save you a trip downstairs."
Liora smiled.
"You spoil me."
"I've been accused of worse."
They laughed toget
