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CHAPTER 9: THE FAMILY DINNER

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The estate’s grand dining room hadn’t changed in twenty years—long mahogany table polished to a mirror shine, crystal chandelier casting soft prisms across white linen, silver place settings gleaming under candlelight. The same room where my father had last stood up to Uncle Richard. The same room where everything ended.

Tonight it felt smaller. Tighter. Like the walls were listening.

We arrived at 6:55 p.m.—five minutes early, my preference. David parked smoothly under the porte-cochère. No ra
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