Emily stared at the music box in disbelief.
The hidden compartment had opened only a few centimeters, revealing a narrow space beneath the wooden base. Her heartbeat quickened as she carefully lifted the small panel the rest of the way.
Inside was a single folded piece of paper.
Nothing else.
She slowly picked it up.
The paper had yellowed with age, and its edges were slightly worn, as though it had been hidden there for many years.
Emily unfolded it carefully.
A photograph slipped into her hand.
She froze.
It was a picture of her and Adrian.
Not from their wedding.
Not from a business event.
Not from their anniversary.
It had been taken on the day they first met.
Emily remembered that afternoon clearly.
She had just graduated from university and had accompanied her father t
