𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓁𝑜𝑔𝓊𝑒

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2 weeks before her death:

Azalea Bankridge smiled to herself as she licked the envelope sealing it and it's secrets away. 

They'll find it when the time is right.

She scrawled on the front of the envelope in neat cursive, the names of her granddaughters, the letters recipients.

𝓐𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓭 + 𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓪

Hurrying through the corridors of Bankridge Hall, the family home, she arrived at a set of heavy oak doors. Slowly pushing them open, trying to avoid waking anyone with the screeching of the doors, she entered the dimly lit room. Once she had located what she was looking for, an old worn out copy of Pride and Prejudice, she pulled it off the shelf and stuck the letter within it's pages. With a contented sigh and nod of her head, she left the room and disappeared.        

Everything was going to plan.


𝐵𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑔𝑒 𝒜𝒸𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓂𝓎- OG ApplyficWhere stories live. Discover now