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... nce of night, something pulsed beneath the stone — something that didn’t belong to the living. It echoed in the marrow of the walls, in the bones of the floor. Like a heartbeat buried deep in the manor’s ancient skin.
Marcella awoke to it.
She sat upright in bed, heart racing. For a moment, she thought it had been a dream — that cold pressure against her skull, the feeling of eyes she couldn’t see. But then the sound came again.
Footsteps.
Not a servant’s shuffle. ...
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