Zane’s POV
The silence between us felt heavier than the ruins of the mansion. The curse had been broken, the mansion reduced to a shell of what it had once been, but that didn’t mean the darkness had disappeared. It wasn’t just the mansion’s oppressive weight that had burdened us all these years—it was everything that had come with it. For me, it was a legacy I could never outrun, no matter how far I tried to go.
Leona had found a way to begin healing, slowly but surely. She had faced the full force of the mansion’s curse, uncovered the truth about her past lives, and broken free from its grasp. But for me, the journey didn’t feel as simple. The mansion might have crumbled into the earth, but the ties that bound me to it, to my family, to the dark legacy we had all inherited, were not so
