Shadows of the Past

ircle marked a spot on the outskirts of town, near the cliffs. It wasn't far from where she had found the pho

many questions, so many secrets that had never been answered. The journal had been a clue, but this map-this was t

study. The house felt too still now, like it was holding its breath. The walls seemed to

into the air. Claire's footsteps crunched along the gravel path as she made her way toward the cliffs. Her heart raced with

red the marked spot, her surroundings growing eerily silent. Then, ahead, she saw it-a large, crumbling stone archway,

chway stood alone, towering over her like a sentinel. She stepped throug

sted, but it was unmistakable. This was the place her father had tried to keep hidden. Cla

its walls lined with strange symbols carved into the stone. The floor was covered in dust and debris, but

rt of the mystery. The chest had been placed here deliberately, and sh

eath, Claire o

f old photographs. The necklace matched the one Eden Harper had been wearing in the photo

ing happens to me, they must not find the evidence. It's hidde

en willing to hide it. And her father had been involved. The weight of that truth crashed down on Cla