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The next morning, the manor was shrouded in an eerie stillness as Emily woke up earlier than usual, the events of the previous day still fresh in her mind. She had barely slept, her thoughts consumed by the revelations in Henry Drake's journal and the emotional conversation with Lucas. It felt as though the ground beneath her feet had shifted, altering the course of everything she had known.
She rose from bed, rubbing her tired eyes, and made her way to the kitchen, where the comforting scent of freshly brewed coffee greeted her. Lucas was already there, a mug in hand, looking out the window with a contemplative expression. The tension from before had faded, replaced by a quieter, more focused energy. Emily could sense that he was still processing everything they had uncovered, just
