Chapter 3: Whispers from the Archive
The next morning, I was at Veronica’s office before her assistant, Jamal, had even finished brewing the first pot of coffee. The gleaming skyscraper loomed [more…]
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Chapter 2: The Ghost of Nzinga
The afterglow of the gala felt like a personal burn. I had stumbled off that stage, the duplicate necklace heavy in my hand, the blueprint [more…]
Chapter 1: The Duplicate Legacy
Part 1 ✨ **I Exposed My Stepmother for Stealing My Mother’s Necklace at a Charity Gala — Only for Her to Reveal a Secret That [more…]
Chapter 10: The Unfinished Map
Two years later, the scent of pinyon pine and sage still brought a familiar ache to my chest. But I was no longer in Utah. [more…]
Chapter 9: Echoes of Ruin
The silence that followed Old Man Hemlock’s declaration was profound, broken only by the crackle of the dying fire in the old trading post hearth. [more…]
Chapter 8: The Irony of Ownership
The old trading post outside Caineville was a skeletal ruin, its wooden walls weathered to a skeletal gray. Dust devils danced in the fading light. [more…]
Chapter 7: An Enemy’s Hand
I spent the next few days in a frenzied burst of activity, fueled by the slim hope the ancient book offered. I re-examined every map, [more…]
Chapter 6: The Forged Legacy
The archaic registry book became my world. I placed it carefully on the table, spreading my own maps and surveying tools around it. The cabin [more…]
Chapter 5: The Silent Gift
The next morning, the chilling silence of the cabin was broken only by the whimpers of my hungry boys. My milk was nearly gone, and [more…]
Chapter 4: Mapped Secrets
Days bled into a terrifying monotony. My small store of formula ran out, and my own milk supply, diminished by stress and poor nutrition, was [more…]
