The room was meticulously cleaned, and there was no trace of McKenna ever living here, except for her smell which had combined with the aroma of the scented candle.
I entered the nearby walk-in closet. In the vast and exquisite closet, there were only a few clothes. hanging sparsely.
This was different from what I had in mind for the wardrobes of socialites and heiresses, my eyebrows furrowed, and in the jewelry cabinet, there was only one ring and one bracelet left.
The ring was a wedding ring, and it was placed in the center of a silver box.
I remember that this bracelet was given to her by my sister Annabella on her first birthday as Luna McKenna.
I looked towards the half-open wardrobe and saw a few dresses that I often saw on McKenna, this style was different from what she wor
