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“She tried to burn the painting,” he says. “You would have done worse. You’d have burned me .”

The east wing is a shrine. Photographs of her—every coffee shop, every breakup, every hospital visit when her mother died. A vial of her old perfume. A lock of her hair from a brush she lost in Barcelona. mejores libros dark romance

“Then what?”

Lena’s blood turns to ice. The girl is her. She was seventeen. “She tried to burn the painting,” he says

And she smiles.

And she does. By pulling him down into the red. (Or the beginning of something worse.) “She tried to burn the painting

The château is named Noirmarais —Black Marsh. The staff is silent. The east wing is forbidden.