CHAPTER 377

ARIA’S POV

I’m intrigued by the envelope that just arrived, though there’s no name on it indicating who it’s for. I thank the maid for bringing in the courier, and once she leaves, I stare at the plain, unmarked envelope, feeling a mixture of curiosity and unease. There’s no return address, no stamps—nothing to suggest where it came from. It looks like someone might have slipped it into the mailbox and quickly left. But why would they do that?

I hesitate to open it, confused about what to do. Should I wait for Adam to get home? Maybe this envelope is meant for him, and I shouldn’t pry into something that’s not mine. I run my fingers over the surface, feeling the faint outline of what seems like papers inside. They feel thick, like a stack of documents or maybe even photographs. My imagination starts to run wild with possibilities. What could it be?

I sit down on the couch, turning the envelope over in my hands, trying to decide whether to open it or leave it be. Minutes stretch into w