Chapter 44: The Midnight Visitor
Emma’s POV
Callum’s words hung in the air, heavy and unshakable.
"My father."
The room felt smaller. The candlelight flickered violently, casting sharp shadows against the walls. My fingers tightened around the edges of Caroline’s journal, the weight of her words pressing against my chest.
I forced myself to speak. “Your father tried to save her?”
Callum’s jaw clenched. “He failed.”
Nate exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “Okay, let’s back up for a second—your father? The same father who practically raised you inside this cursed mansion? The one who passed Everdawn down to you like it was some damn family heirloom?”
Callum didn’t look at him. His gaze was fixed on the journal in my hands, his expression unreadable.
“Yes.”
Nate scoff
