Chapter 35 The shadow of the Blackwood's
The morning sun spilled across the kitchen tiles in a vibrant, hopeful gold. It was Friday, and for the first time in months, the air in the house didn’t taste of recycled worry or the bitter smoke of the past. It tasted like coffee and possibility. I walked into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from ...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1 The cracks on the glass
2. Chapter 2 The gilded cage
3. Chapter 3 The ghost in the frame
4. Chapter 4 The glass wall
5. Chapter 5 The breaking point
6. Chapter 6 Sparks in the garden
7. Chapter 7 The collision of two worlds
8. Chapter 8 The bitter aftertaste 
9. Chapter 9 The lady in red
10. Chapter 10 The scent of lilies and lies
11. Chapter 11 THE Sunday sanctuary
12. Chapter 12 THE sacred and the profane
13. Chapter 13 THE uninvited guest
14. Chapter 14 THE pull of the tide
15. Chapter 15 THE architecture of a smile
16. Chapter 16 The quiet before storm
17. Chapter 17 The midnight watch
18. Chapter 18 The rising sun
19. Chapter 19 The gold in the gray
20. Chapter 20 THE arrival of kings
21. Chapter 21 The cold front
22. Chapter 22 THE weight of gold
23. Chapter 23 THE breaking point
24. Chapter 24 The ghost at the table
25. Chapter 25 The shadow of the name
26. Chapter 26 The echo in the blood
27. Chapter 27 The garden of unspoken dreams
28. Chapter 28 The house of holding breath
29. Chapter 29 The gravity of paris
30. Chapter 30 The smoke of memories
31. Chapter 31 The pull of the tide
32. Chapter 32 Foundations and flight
33. Chapter 33 The gilded cage
34. Chapter 34 The debt of the heart
35. Chapter 35 The shadow of the Blackwood's
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