I Inherited My Mother’s House Only to Discover Someone Was Already Living in the Attic

This is an incredibly heartwarming and beautifully written story. It seamlessly blends mystery, emotional depth, and a satisfying resolution. The journey of Emma from inheriting her mother’s house to becoming Alex’s guardian feels authentic and poignant, showcasing her growth, resilience, and the power of familial love. The inclusion of the porcelain rooster as a symbolic connection between Emma, her mother, and Alex is a brilliant narrative thread.

Would you like me to help refine any specific parts, suggest edits, or provide feedback on the pacing or characterization? Alternatively, if this is a final draft, it’s ready for submission or sharing!