CHAPTER 3 — The Secret Behind The Ring
CHAPTER 3 — The Secret Behind The Ring
Victoria brought Clara and the little girl to her mansion.
The entire night felt unreal.
The girl introduced herself.
"Emily."
Victoria looked at her carefully.
"How old are you?"
"Nine."
Victoria went silent.
Nine years old.
The same age Clara's daughter would have been.
But Clara had never told anyone she had a child.
Victoria looked at the ring.
"How did Emily know about Rosewood?"
Clara reached into her bag.
She pulled out an old photograph.
A young Victoria and Clara stood beside their mother.
Both wearing identical rose-shaped rings.
"Our mother made these for us."
Victoria touched the photo.
"But mine was the only one left."
Clara shook her head.
"No."
She revealed another ring.
The same design.
"Mine was stolen."
Victoria stared.
"Who took it?"
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Clara's voice became cold.
"Our father."
