Chapter 4 — Clues from the Past: Attic Discoveries

Lily

The morning sunlight filtered through the dusty curtains of my childhood home, casting a warm glow over the familiar yet haunting space. The musty scent of old books mingled with the subtle fragrance of the overgrown gardens outside, a reminder of lost innocence. The echoes of my mother's laughter still seemed to linger in the air, a bittersweet melody that both comforted and haunted me. The attack at The Velvet Lounge had left me shaken, the memory of the stranger's cold eyes and the chaos of the moment still sending shivers down my spine. But it was the mysterious necklace from Ethan, now a comforting weight around my neck, that felt like a tangible link to the secrets of my past. Today, I was determined to delve deeper into those secrets, starting right here, where it all began.