Chapter 48: Bloodlines and Bombshells

The next morning started like a whisper.

No alarms. No danger.

Just the eerie calm of a house that had no idea it was sitting on a ticking time bomb.

I was in the library with Rhea, helping her sort through what little remained of her mother’s old records—documents Mara had salvaged before the la...

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