Chapter 96 The Journal Of Secrets

• Henry***
• The weight of Cody’s words still lingered in the air as I stepped into Diego's office. The walls were lined with bookshelves, the faint scent of leather and ink filling the room, but none of that mattered. My mind raced, flooded with everything I had just learned about Cody, about the past, and about what awaited me in this room.
• The shadows in Diego’s office seemed to stretch longer, the bookshelves towering above me like silent witnesses to the conversation. The air felt thick, as though every word we spoke added another weight to the room, pressing down on me.