Chapter 358

Emily's heart raced faster, and her hand shook as she held the key. It was smooth—someone clearly often stroked it. She pulled out her own key to compare it. Underneath the lights, she saw her name etched daintily onto the back of her key. She placed both keys together and compared them. They were identical, and the gold-plated surface made her sure that the other key hadn't been forged. It seemed to be an original. The handiwork and finishing made it clear it was the same person's work. No one else could've mimicked it so closely. The keys were made by the same person. Back in the day, Emily had paid a fortune for a master to etch the words onto the back of the key. Oh my goodness. Was this a joke? Emily's mind buzzed. It was as if the world had stopped revolving; she even forgot to breathe. Then, countless details about the key flooded her mind. She distinctly remembered this key belonging to Nicholas. To prevent him from losing it, she'd kept it on a string around his neck. W