once again.
The car rolled to a stop in front of a rustic stone cottage, its shutters painted a cheerful blue that stood out against the lush green of the surrounding landscape. The air was crisp with the scent of pine and wildflowers, and for a brief moment, the weight of my loss lifted, replaced by a strange sense of anticipation.
I stepped out of the car, my heart pounding in my chest as I approached the front door. It was as though Richard had left me a breadcrumb trail leading to this very moment, and I was finally about to uncover the secret he had wanted me to find.
