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To avoid getting caught red-handed, I quickly closed the door. Fright, wanting my eyes to burst out of the fear of being caught as I looked around to see there was no one following around. I ran to the dining room and found everyone digging into the plates except me. Me standing next to the dinner table woke a long glimpse into their eyes. It was like they were asking questions that need a lot of explanation.

Out the shame, I sat at the dinner table and dug into my plate for I was already served.

The food was amazing. Imagine if I missed dinner already. I didn't enjoy it as I say since I was too ashamed to take a piece of meat from my plate and chew it. Nerve cracking..... Wait! Did my brother tell them something he saw in my room? What if he saw the mystery room and pretended as if he saw nothing? That dude always wants me in trouble, but if I catch into trouble and tell Mom, I am the bad guy. Oh good! I am so nervous. Look at the say my father is looking at me. He suspects something and doesn't want to say it. His mouth is full of a spoon. It has been 20 minutes of stirring at me. I found that strange, and he made me feel uncomfortable as if I stole something that was his. However, let me just ignore what is going on and eat my dinner and go to sleep.

How strange! Mom didn't say a word on the table. Her face filled with sorrow and tears consumed the space in her eyes. From my side of things, she looked like a widow, mourning her last tear right inside for no one to see. My mind tried to remember when was the last book time I saw Mom like this. I found out that it's never been! It has never happened and I am sure of that. I became sad and wondered what happened to her. She is the flower of the house. The one who brings a family together with laughter. She is the kind of place where I get my warmest cuddles at. She was always happy not even knowing that she has been changing.

Nobody uttered anything as I went upstairs, to my room. I did have any problem with everyone not talking at the table because I had an adventure waiting for me.

During my walk to the door, I checked to ensure that everything is clear. I didn't want anyone coming to my room unexpectedly. Well, that's what my brother would do. Why doesn't he just leave me alone? It is certain that if his girlfriend (if he still has one) finds out that he is possessed by his little sister, she will dump him now. As a girl okay, I don't have any boyfriend doing that kind of nonsense. Seriously that's very disgusting. By the way, there is no one here so let's start working.

Exhilarating in my bones took over, leading me to the residence of adventure. Wait first I need a perfect plan in case someone entered my room without knocking ( what my mom is capable of doing.).

Probably, I knew where the dim lights were so I put them on and resumed where I paused. Where the hell is that book, amm... Over here, over here.

I remember admiring the scarves on the cardboard. And look stunning on me but if I wear them they would be a turn-off to people looking at me.

I need to dig up to find something better than this. Boring stuff; letters, pens with dry ink, staples, pencils.

I need something else. So, I opened another cardboard and I guess I found something more interesting. As I opened the box, yellow glitter called out my name. A brown string wrapping up lots of letters. Although the paper was old it looked so interesting as if they were waiting for me to open them, after so many years. Wow, I am so honored to do this. Let me take the honors.

Let me open this one, this one looks interesting because it has a bow on it. My favorite! Hmmm. Ok, it reads.

THE ROYAL SECRET OF THE JACE FAMILY

Many years ago, the Jace family fought for justice for a very long. In 1700, Gorge Jace was a great advocate who defended abused heroes of the country. The man was fantastic in history. Great in philosophy.

Not until one night does he discover something strange that is about to happen to the family after every century. A son from the royal family will die at a later very young age. This is because the great-grandfather Gorge made a ritual to cleanse and secure the family from any danger using its blood. It was believed that the royal heir s blood keep is too powerful and cannot fail to fight for me the family. This secret Santa was hidden from the wife to the great grandfather for he killed their first son and used his blood to perform the ritual.

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Ok, wait does it mean that Max is a royal? Just a moment while I do some research. I need to talk to be sure of this. Because Max's father is famous, I went back to make room and researched him. He owns a lot of hotels internationally. He is all over social media. So I searched his history and found out that Gorge Jace exists in his history. At first, I thought that it was just a scam and there is nothing real, but as I gave it a second everything was clear now. It's all true. I went back to make sure that this is real and that it was not just some weird fantasy. Each word was re-read so I could be sure I had not thought it through but rather read it. It seems strange that I should be the one discovering all of this. Why does it have to be me? It's like his spirit is following me, suddenly I moved into a place where I find out about his family history. This brought to my mind that everything that happened was my fault. If only I stop Max from falling into the road. I saw it coming yet I didn't do anything about it. It hurts all the time I think about it. I sat down out of sorrow and tears started to find their way out of my eyes. Terror exists in the room as I morns his death again. A loud cry covered the room. I don't think anyone from outside heard my cry. I believe the room was soundproof. All in all the past always finds its way out to interfere with the present.

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