Con amor, mamá

Thousands of admirers, cameras, forced smiles, and not a single genuine tear. This is how my mother's funeral was: Elizabeth Casper, or A. Z. Ganven, as her fans knew her. She was the queen of thrillers, and this is the final spectacle of a life that, like her books, seems full of unexpected twists and turns. They say it was a fall, a blow to the head, a quick end. Too perfect. I knew it as soon as the first letter arrived on the day of the funeral. No return address. Signed "From your number 1 fan ❤️". Inside, pages torn from a diary and a question that changed everything: Want to know a secret? With love, Mom. Since then, each new letter reveals another piece of the web of lies and family secrets my mother left behind. And, if I'm right, uncovering the truth could cost me my life.