Third Part: Echoes of a Lost Love

The letters were a map to a past no one knew. Every word, every phrase written in faded ink, told a different story from the one Georgia had believed all her life.

Scarlett Stanton had not been the eternally grieving woman the family remembered. She had been someone else. Someone who had made an impossible decision and buried it within the pages of an unfinished manuscript.

—This is insane… —Georgia whispered, running her fingertips over the last letter.

Noah, sitting cross-legged on the floor, rested his elbows on his knees and watched her.

—No. This is the truth.

—And what are we supposed to do with it?

He smirked wryly.

—Write it.

Georgia shook her head.

—People don’t want the truth. They want Scarlett Stanton’s romantic story. They want the myth.

Noah leaned closer to her, his voice low but intense.

—And what do you want?

The discovery of the letters changed the dynamic between them. Before, Noah had been an intruder in Georgia’s life. Now, they were accomplices in a secret that could alter Scarlett’s legacy forever.