Liora stared at the brass key one last time before slipping it into her handbag.
She had promised herself she would wait.
She had promised herself she would tell Caelan.
Yet somehow...
She found herself driving toward St. Aldwyn's Chapel.
The morning sky was overcast, casting everything in a cool gray light.
Perfect weather for exploring old buildings.
Or so she told herself.
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The chapel stood exactly as she remembered.
Small.
Silent.
Beautiful.
A caretaker was trimming hedges near the entrance.
He smiled politely.
"Back again?"
Liora returned the smile.
"I forgot to check something."
"Take your time."
"The place is yours."
She thanked him and stepped inside.
The chapel was empty except for rows of polished wooden pews.
Sunlight filtered through stained-glass windo
