Between the Lines of Love

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get the key o

est of the day. She tried to convince herself that it was just a relic, something old and

he nagging question:

be explored terrified her. She wasn't sure if it was curiosity, p

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n, preparing dinner for herself and the other staff members. The kitchen was simple compared to the grandeur of the main halls. Th

d again: Don't let yourself ge

stories? What if they held the truth ab

hts. She turned to see Lucas entering the kitchen, his hands shoved into h

you?" he asked, his

t finishing up dinner. Thought I'd make

chopping board as if he were inspecting her movements

curious," he

gnore him, her hand trembling as she

r. "Be careful, Elena. Curiosity can get

entally cut a piece of her fing

muttered, pulli

ed, he stepped back. "You'll learn soon enough that secrets have a way

of the kitchen, leaving her standing there, her p

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time she was seated alone at the small table, her thoughts kept drifting. Her mind kept

? What secrets w

scaping it. Sh

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oughts. She thought of the key and what it might open. It could be dangerous to inve

she had made

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ce again, the key clenched tightly in her hand. She had slept poorly, her

t dimmer, shadows dancing across the polished marble floors. She tried to ignore

ooden panel, locating the mechanism again. She hesitated fo

ght? What if th

nd the bookshelf shifted with a low groan. The hidden space

ath, she stepped

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sts as she felt her way through the tunnel-like passage. The sound of her foo

d expected, the faint sound of her steps growi

I look

on. All she knew was that the sens

e faster as she stepped into the dim light that spilled in from a crack

feel sec

o be a desk sat against the far wall. Elena approached, her hands trembling. She could barel

e picked up one of th

eferences sent a jolt of recognition through her. They spoke of all

r older and far more dangerous t

documents, footsteps came from behind

asn't

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