Chapter 1
PROLOGUE
In the smoggy city of Juarez, buried in the deep paths of Mexico, there was a small town situated near the famous ‘La Lagunilla Market’. Close to a cliff stood a mansion that had stood firmly for years. Margaret Harrington had inherited it from her late mother, a solitary sentinel against the relentless tides of time. The eroded wells, with the intense smell of vinegar, surrounded the house. Margaret, also known as Mag, sat on her antique chair, moving her pen almost every second in one of the magnificent rooms in the house. The air was thick with the scent of salt and memory, a haunting reminder of what had been lost and what had yet to be found. It seemed like she bore many thoughts in her head; many would wonder how she became successful. Little did she know that it was in this haven that the storm of secrets would soon be revealed, which would erase the handwritings of betrayal and deception that threatened her life.
nice start. you have me hooked.
Oh look, I might finally get to tick this one off my TBR. Do continue