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23 Blog （6）：Chapter Five: A Life in Three Names
By the time she turned thirty, she had three names and no idea which one truly belonged to her. There was Ellen Dunn, born of soot and leather on Whitecross...
23 Blog （6）：Chapter Five: A Life in Three Names
By the time she turned thirty, she had three names and no idea which one truly belonged to her. There was Ellen Dunn, born of soot and leather on Whitecross...
23 Blog （5）：Chapter Four: The Rise of Lily Flex...
In the velvet hush before the curtain rose, Lily could hear her own heartbeat. It wasn’t nerves exactly—though those still visited her from time to time, like unwelcome cousins. It...
23 Blog （5）：Chapter Four: The Rise of Lily Flex...
In the velvet hush before the curtain rose, Lily could hear her own heartbeat. It wasn’t nerves exactly—though those still visited her from time to time, like unwelcome cousins. It...
23 Blog（4）：Chapter Three: The Secret Identity o...
If Lily Flexmore was a stage creation, then Ruth Coupland was a ghost. No birth certificate.No census record.No address. No parents. No marriage. No death. Just a name. A...
23 Blog（4）：Chapter Three: The Secret Identity o...
If Lily Flexmore was a stage creation, then Ruth Coupland was a ghost. No birth certificate.No census record.No address. No parents. No marriage. No death. Just a name. A...
23 Blog（3）Chapter Two: The Girl from Whitecross...
The winter of 1879 arrived in London with a vengeance. The fog settled in thick and yellow, curling between rooftops and lamp-posts like something alive. By the time the first...
23 Blog（3）Chapter Two: The Girl from Whitecross...
The winter of 1879 arrived in London with a vengeance. The fog settled in thick and yellow, curling between rooftops and lamp-posts like something alive. By the time the first...
23 Blog（2）：Chapter One: Her Name Once in Lights
There was always something peculiar about the photograph. It perched quietly on the mantlepiece at Gran’s, nestled between a chipped china clock and a bunch of dried lavender that had...
23 Blog（2）：Chapter One: Her Name Once in Lights
There was always something peculiar about the photograph. It perched quietly on the mantlepiece at Gran’s, nestled between a chipped china clock and a bunch of dried lavender that had...
Nettie23 Blog （1）: The Woman in the Envelope
I had to read it twice. Then a third time. And then I just sat very still. Lily Flexmore.What a name. You can practically hear it announced on a stage,...
Nettie23 Blog （1）: The Woman in the Envelope
I had to read it twice. Then a third time. And then I just sat very still. Lily Flexmore.What a name. You can practically hear it announced on a stage,...