Chapter 4 - The Room Behind the WallClara began exploring the mansion.
Everything felt strangely familiar.
A staircase.
A garden.
A music room.
She couldn't explain why, but certain places triggered fragments of memories that didn't seem to belong to her.
One afternoon, she wandered into Victoria's private library.
She noticed a portrait hanging slightly crooked.
Behind it was a narrow wooden door.
"What's in there?" Clara asked.
Victoria froze.
For several seconds, she said nothing.
"Nothing."
But Clara knew that answer was a lie.
That night, Victoria finally opened the door.
Inside was a small nursery preserved exactly as it had been twenty-two years ago.
A white crib.
A music box.
Tiny shoes.
And two photographs.
Victoria touched one with trembling fingers.
"My babies."
Clara stared.
"Babies?"
Victoria slowly turned.
"There were two."
Clara's heart stopped.
"What?"
Victoria swallowed.
"You were born with a twin."
The room seemed to tilt.
"Where is she?"
Victoria looked toward the dark window.
"I don't know."
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