News that Gracey Manor was sold at an auction spread quickly. The auction house was called by many curious people, but told nothing. Wild stories spread through the area, and many people wanted to take a look and made bets on how long the new owner would last. Elizabeth was perfectly oblivious to all of this. She was looking for the letter and met many interesting ghosts while searching.

She found a trunk in the attic. "So what do we do now?"

"Well, open it ofcourse" said Ezra.

"We need a key for that you dumbass" said Emma.

Elizabeth giggled. "I have some extra keys with me. They came with the keys of the house." She fumbled with them and looked at the lock of the trunk. "This is to easy", she mumbled. Still she gave it a try, and to her surprise the lock opened. She removed it and opened the trunk.

Ezra and Emma watched her opening the trunk and smiled.

"Where's Edward"?

"I don't know where he is. I see if I can find him", said Emma. She left and found Edward in the study. "We've found the trunk, and it's open. Would you come with me. Miss Henshaw wants you there".

He nodded and ran off to the attick.

Emma followed him as quick as she could.

"Are we all here"? Elizabeth looked around and saw three eager faces looking at her.

"Well, go on. What are you waiting for"? Ezra was impatient.

Elizabeth smiled and looked at the things in the trunk. She found some books, some pictures, and a musicbox. That musicbox got her attention. It was beautyful. Carved wood with the initials of Edward and Elizabeth.

"Are there any letters"? Emma looked over Elizabeth's shoulder.

The musicbox was set aside and Elizabeth went through the things in the trunk. A thick yellow envelope got her attention. It was on the bottom of the trunk. Edward's name was written on it, and when she turned it over she saw an old fashioned seal.

"Elizabeth", whispered Edward and came closer. "This is her handwriting"

With a smile Elizabeth broke the seal and opened the envelope. The light yellow paper felt thick and soft. Her eyes scanned the letter and she looked at Edward. "This is it. Do you want me to read it"?

Edward nodded. "Yes please". Then he saw down on some boxes that were nearby.


My dearest Edward,

I hope this letter reaches you before it is too late. I love you so much and I would love to spend my life with you. However, I am not sure if I will live to tell that tale. Not many people are happy with our relationship. I heard lots of people whisper about us. My love, I know you don't care about gossip, and neither do I. But I can't help to think about them. It breaks my heart to tell you this, but I feel I must. I know you love Ramsley like a father, but he hates me. No, that is not the good word. Despise me is better. He swore he would do anything to make sure that our union is broken. He wants you to marry a girl of your own social standard, not a servant girl like me. I know he is capable of anything and I fear for my life. I am affraid he will kill me, he is capable of it.

What you have to know is that your father saved him from a hanging. He has been in serious trouble in England. He has killed a man there. I don't know the details, but it breaks my heart to tell you that he is not the man you think he is. Your father payed a lot of money to get him on a ship with him to America. He became your father's servant, and your guardian. He will do anything to protect the family from disgrace. That is how he feels about me. I am a disgrace to the family in his eyes. Please darling, know that I want nothing but your hapiness. I believe that we won't be happy as long as he is here. I am in serious doubt of your proposal. I love you and would love to marry you. You are the best and most beautiful thing that ever happened to me. I love you with all my heart. Please don't think bad of me now you know the truth about Ramsley.

Forever yours

I love you,

Elizabeth