Chapter 39: The Unspoken Truth
Elena’s POV
With every passing second, the weight of the picture weighed down on me more and more. The paper's borders were slightly wrinkled from age, but the features of Adrian, Nathaniel, and the lady who resembled me so much appeared to be frozen in time as I gazed at it in shock. I couldn't decide whether to confront Adrian or destroy it. In any case, I wasn't sure how much more I could handle, and something inside of me was breaking down.
I stepped back and set the picture down on the counter. I wasn't sure how much more I could lean, and I felt as if I was perched on a brink, balancing between the past and the present.
I was pulled back to the present by the sound of the gallery door opening. Adrian entered with a stiff stance. I could feel his gaz
