Part 6: The Silence That Held My Name“Where the Letters Burned”The letter was hidden behind the attic beams, sealed in wax that had long since crumbled. Claire didn’t remember putting it there. The handwriting was hers.But the words weren’t.> If you’ve found this, it means the mirrors no longer listen. But she might.You must not speak your name in front of glass.The rest was written in a spiral — small, shaky script circling the paper until the middle where the ink bled into the paper and burned a hole straight through.Nina stared at it.“This is your handwriting.”Claire nodded.“But it’s