CHAPTER 21 Shadows of Truth

  The silence in the room was suffocating. Angela stood by the window, her fingers tracing the cool glass, her eyes fixed on the dark expanse of the estate. Outside, the world seemed quiet and still, but inside, a storm was brewing. Edmund's words echoed in her mind, "I'll handle it." But as the hours passed, the weight of uncertainty pressed down on her. What if this time they couldn't handle it? What if someone knew more than they thought?

  She heard the faint sound of footsteps behind her. Edmund's presence filled the room without him needing to say a word, his aura always commanding, even in the face of danger.

  "Angela," his voice was low, smooth, the same voice that had always made her feel safe, even in the most dangerous moments. "We need to talk."