The Scarlet Letter of Kensington
The Scarlet Promise The letter arrived on a Tuesday, wrapped in cream-colored paper that cost more than Eleanor's weekly wages. No return address. No stamp. Just her name written in a looping hand she almost recognized: Miss Eleanor Vance. The three words inside were fewer than twenty, but they undid four years of careful composure. Eleanor sat before her dressing room mirror, the oil lamp...
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