I had never stepped foot here before. And yet—now it belonged to me.
Without quite knowing why, I found myself drawn to her study. That room had once been off-limits, a space no one dared enter. The door creaked as I pushed it open. Sunlight streamed across the desk, illuminating something small and white.
A sealed envelope.
My name was written on it in Helen’s unmistakable, elegant handwriting.
My fingers trembled as I picked it up. My throat tightened as I broke the seal and unfolded the letter inside.
Her words met my eyes:
