CHAPTER 2: THE LETTER
Isabella’s hands trembled as she unfolded the letter.
“To the one who finds this truth—
Your life is built on a lie.”
Her breath caught.
The words blurred as she kept reading.
“Two babies were born that night. Only one left with the Sterling name. The other… was taken.”
Gasps whispered through the crowd as people leaned closer.
Isabella’s voice shook. “This is ridiculous…”
But then—
The maid stepped forward.
Quiet. Pale. But unshaken.
“I wrote that letter.”
The room exploded into murmurs.
May you like
The little girl ran to her, clutching her leg.
“My daughter,” the maid said softly. “The one who should have had your life.”
