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The Ghost’s Room

last update publish date: 2026-06-24 21:55:57

Elena POV

I didn’t mean to find it. That’s the thing about this house — it’s designed to keep secrets, but secrets have a way of breathing through the vents when you least expect it.

I wasn’t even looking for anything, i just couldn’t stay still after everything that happened.

Ever since the basement training room, the air in my own room had felt too thin, and too heavy at the same time. The mansion was too quiet again. Not the peaceful kind of quiet you find in a library, but the suffocati
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