.
“Come with me,” Victoria added.
I didn’t hesitate.
I followed her through the house, past the rooms I recognised, down a narrow hallway I didn’t remember. The further we walked, the more something inside me tightened.
This wasn’t just a conversation.
This was something else.
Victoria stopped at a door at the end of the hallway. It looked plain, nothing special, but the way she stood in front of it made it feel important.
She reached into her pocket and pulled out a key.
Unlocked it.
Slowly.
Deliberately.
“What is this?” I asked, my voice quieter now.
She didn’t look at me.
“Your truth.”
The door opened.
I stepped inside—
and stopped.
The room wasn’t what I expected.
Not old.
Not forgotten.
It was modern.
Alive.
A sleek desk sat in the centre, clean and minimal. Scre
