Chapter 29 Mistress Of The Bancroft's House

• As the door to her childhood bedroom creaked open, Eve felt a wave of memories wash over her. She stood in the doorway, her eyes scanning the room as if seeing it for the first time.
• The room was exactly as she had left it, frozen in time. The same pale pink walls, the same white furniture, the same canopy bed with its delicate lace curtains. It was as if no time had passed at all.
• Eve's eyes landed on the old photograph on her nightstand, showing her and her mother smiling and happy. She remembered the laughter, the hugs, and the warm moments they had shared in this very room.