Chapter 49: The Plot Thickens
The evening was thick with tension as I paced in the study, unable to shake the weight of the revelations that had unfolded over the past few days. The documents, the hidden truths, the betrayal that lay embedded in the walls of the Blackwood estate—it was all unraveling too fast, too completely. I could feel my resolve hardening as the days went by, but something still gnawed at the back of my mind, some nagging doubt that I couldn't fully suppress.
I was no longer just a pawn in a family game. I was the one pulling the strings now, but even as I took control, I couldn't ignore the darkness lurking beneath the surface of everything I thought I knew.
Damien had promised me his loyalty, but now even his assurances seemed frail, like a thin thread holding together a tapestry that was slowly falling apart. My suspicions about his family, about his brother in particular, had only deepened, and my need for answers—real answers—had become an obsession.