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In many ways, the Colton family’s downfall mirrored the demons Sam had been battling in his own life—the guilt he had carried with him since the botched case in New York, the fear of failure that had driven him to take on this case in the first place. Uncovering the truth about the Coltons hadn’t just been about solving a mystery; it had been about confronting his own past, about facing the shadows that had haunted him for so long.

As the train rattled along the tracks, Sam found himself thinking about Lord Andrew. The man had survived, but he would never truly escape what had happened. The weight of his family’s legacy, the betrayal of those closest to him, and the sacrifices that had been made—it would all stay with him. Sam understood that kind of burden all too well.

But in the end, they had both made it through. They had both survived.

The landscape outside the window shifted as the train moved farther from Brackenmoor, the rolling hills giving way to open fields and distant towns. The morning sun grew stronger, burning away the last of the mist, and for the first time in days, Sam felt the warmth of the light on his face. It was a small comfort, but in that moment, it was enough.

He pulled out his notebook and flipped through the pages, reading over the notes he had made throughout the case. The names, the dates, the clues—it was all there, laid out in black and white. But now that the mystery had been solved, the notes felt hollow, like remnants of a story that was already fading into the past.

Sam closed the notebook and tucked it back into his bag. He didn’t need to go over the details anymore. The case was closed. But even as he told himself that, he knew that the estate, the village, and everything that had happened would stay with him, like a shadow at the edge of his vision.

There was a time, not so long ago, when Sam might have tried to outrun that shadow. He might have thrown himself into another case, another distraction, trying to forget what he had seen and what he had done. But now, after everything, he knew that some shadows couldn’t be outrun. They could only be faced, acknowledged, and carried.

And Sam had learned that he could carry them. He had faced his demons, confronted the darkness within himself, and he had survived. The weight of it all was still there, but it didn’t feel as heavy anymore.

The train sped along, and with it came the promise of new beginnings, new challenges. Sam wasn’t sure where his path would take him next, but for the first time in a long time, he felt ready.

The secrets of the Colton estate had been laid bare, and with them, Sam had uncovered something more—something deeper. He had found a way to make peace with his past, to accept the mistakes and the pain, and to move forward.

As the train carried him farther from Brackenmoor and closer to his home in America, Sam allowed himself to breathe. The weight of the past would always be there, but it no longer defined him. He had made it through the darkness, and now, as the sun rose higher in the sky, he was ready to face whatever came next.

End of Epilogue 

End of "Secrets of the Ancient Estate"

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