Bianca’s POV

The letter felt heavy in my hands as the words ‘To My Daughter’ burned into my eyes.

I took a long deep breath as I shoved the letter into my coat pocket.

I took one last long look at my father's study room taking it all in.

“I'll make things right by you. I promise.” I muttered to myself as a promise to my Dad.

The hallways stretched long and silent as I stepped out of the study room.

Each step echoed faintly against the marble floor.

I didn't ...