Chapter 6: Secrets Beneath The Name

The rain hadn't stopped in two days.

Clara stood in the Lockwood estate's private library, running her fingers along a row of leather-bound journals. These weren't just books—they were family diaries, kept by Lockwoods across generations. Stories, records, whispered secrets inked in fading handwriting.

She found one labeled "Vivienne L." and pulled it gently from the shelf.

The first pages were filled with tales of courtship, motherhood, and grief after Clara's disappearance. But buried near the middle, written in hastier, darker strokes, were entries that chilled her.

> "Marcus said we must keep quiet. That a Lockwood child vanishing would ruin us. But I dream of her at night—blue eyes wide, reaching for someone who isn't me. As if she remembers something I don't."

> "There was a woman. Rosalind. She warned us. Said the adoption wasn't clean. Said there was more to the story. Marcus dismissed her."

> "If Rosalind was right… what did we lose when we lost Clara?"

Clara's breath hitched.

Rosalind. R-surname. The woman in the photo?

She snapped a picture of the entries and returned the journal.

She needed to find Rosalind. Alive or dead, this woman held pieces of a puzzle no one else 

would even admit existed.