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*Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love.*
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AUTHOR POV
After Veer left, the mansion slipped into a soft silence, broken only by the distant murmurs of the staff and the occasional creak of the old wood.
Sanjana waited a few minutes, her heart pounding with anticipation. Then, without wasting another second, she slipped out of the dining room and made her way swiftly through the corridors, her steps light and careful.
She ran toward the west wing, her breath quickening not from exertion, but from the thrill—and fear—of what she might find.
Soon she stood once again before the door.
It looked the same as yesterday—dark wood, heavy brass lock, and an air of secrecy that seemed almost alive. Sanjana stared at it for a moment, gathering her courage. She reached out and brushed her fingers lightly against the surface.
The door felt cold.
She tried the handle. Locked. As she expected.
Her eyes darted around. The hallway was empty, silent.
She pressed her ear against the door, listening.
Nothing.
But just as she was about to step back, she noticed something—faint scratch marks near the bottom of the door, as if it had been forced open or slammed shut many times before.
Her heart hammered in her chest.
There’s something behind this door, she thought. Something they don’t want me to see.
Just then, soft footsteps echoed behind her. Sanjana quickly straightened, turning around.
It was Elena, holding a tray with a glass of juice.
“Mam?” Elena’s voice was steady, but her eyes flickered briefly to the door—then back to Sanjana. “You… shouldn’t be here.”
Sanjana forced a smile. “I got lost.”
Elena smiled politely, but the tension between them was undeniable. “Come. You must be tired. It’s better to rest.”
Reluctantly, Sanjana nodded, taking one last glance at the door before following Elena back toward the main hall.
But she knew one thing for sure—
She wasn’t going to stop.
She would find a way to open that door.
Even if it meant uncovering secrets she wasn’t meant to know.
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Later that afternoon, after a long, quiet day, Sanjana couldn’t shake the feeling that something was waiting for her. She moved through the mansion with purpose, her mind set on one thing: the locked door in the west wing.
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