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Evelyn Hart, a talented but emotionally scarred architect, has spent years building a new life under a borrowed identity. After the tragic death of her best friend, Sophia, Evelyn assumed Sophia’s name to escape her own troubled past. Now, she’s hired to restore a crumbling 19th-century mansion, where she meets Liam Carter, a charming historian with a mysterious air.  

As they work together, their connection deepens, and Evelyn begins to let her guard down. But Liam has secrets of his own. Unbeknownst to Evelyn, he’s not a historian but a journalist investigating Sophia’s disappearance—a case that has haunted him for years.  

Just as Evelyn considers confessing her true identity, a shocking discovery in the mansion’s walls turns everything upside down. A hidden letter suggests Sophia’s death was no accident, and Evelyn may have been involved. To make matters worse, Liam reveals he’s known the truth about Evelyn all along. He fell in love with *her*, not the persona she was pretending to be, but their relationship is now tangled in a web of lies, betrayal, and danger.  

Can love survive when it’s built on a foundation of lies? And what happens when the truth threatens to destroy everything they’ve built?

THE LIES WE KEEP FOR LOVE

Have you ever found a piece of evidence that changes everything you thought you knew? That's exactly what happened to Evelyn when she uncovered another clue hidden deep within Blackthorn Manor.

After her visit to the library, Evelyn returned to the mansion, determined to search every corner for answers. Her focus shifted to the attic, where Liam had first discovered the hidden compartment days before.

As she rummaged through boxes of debris, her hand brushed against something soft beneath a pile of old blankets. Pulling it out, she found a torn letter, its edges yellowed with age. The handwriting was familiar—Sophia's—but the content sent chills down her spine.

...they said they'd leave me alone if I stayed quiet. But now I'm not sure. Claire thinks they're lying. She says we have to tell someone, but I don't know who to trust...

Evelyn froze. This wasn't just about Sophia—it involved Claire too. The connections were piling up faster than she could process.

Before she could read further, another fragment caught her eye—a single sentence scrawled hastily at the bottom:

If anything happens to me, look in the attic. They left evidence there.

Her breath hitched. Evidence? What kind of evidence? And why did it sound so familiar?

Following the clue, Evelyn searched the attic more thoroughly, her flashlight beam cutting through the shadows. Near the far wall, she noticed something unusual—a small wooden box partially buried beneath a stack of books.

Heart pounding, she pulled it free and opened it carefully. Inside lay several items: photos of Sophia and Claire together, newspaper clippings about suspicious fires, and a folded piece of paper bearing a single name written in bold letters:

Margaret Whitmore*

Evelyn's mind raced. Margaret? Why would Sophia mention her? And what role did she play in all this?

As she examined the contents of the box, another detail stood out—a photo showing Sophia standing near Blackthorn Manor, holding what looked like blueprints for the house. In the background, a figure loomed in the distance—someone watching from the shadows.

Who was this person? And why did their presence feel so ominous?

Before she could dwell on it further, the sound of footsteps echoed through the attic. Startled, she stuffed the box into her bag and hurried downstairs, her mind racing with questions.

What evidence did Sophia leave behind—and does it connect to Claire's death? Is Margaret truly involved in these events—or is she hiding something else entirely? And will uncovering the truth bring Evelyn closer to justice—or deeper into danger?

You wouldn't ignore these questions, would you? Neither can Evelyn. As the lines between past and present blur, she begins to realize that sometimes, the hardest truths are the ones we've been hiding from ourselves.

Chapter 20: The Second Clue – A Torn Letter Hints at Foul Play in Sophia’s Death