Chapter 075
Emilia's POV
As I held it, the envelope seemed to have a life. It was filled with a feeling I couldn't describe.
The wax seal was still warm, or maybe I was imagining it. For a moment, it seemed like the record had just been made. It looked as if someone had just left it there after using it.
Niklas remained in the same position. He was still by the door, his arms crossed, staring at the letter as if it could explode.
Did that happen now?
I just nodded, unable to speak.
He walked over to me briefly and sat beside me, his knee touching mine.
They are not wasting their time.
I looked at the letter one more time. The words shone in the light, especially handwritten ones. Viktor's writing was so smooth that it seemed unnatural—the handwriting of someone who took their time
