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Chapter 59

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Maya's POV

I decided at lunchtime.

The table in the small dining room was too empty. Uncle Tristan sat at one end talking too loud. Uncle Trevor sat quiet like always. Draven was still in his study. Thelma ate in the east wing most days because no one told her to come down.

That felt wrong.

I put my fork down and looked at Tibet.

"I want everyone to eat together tonight."

He blinked. "Everyone?"

"Draven. Uncle Tristan. Uncle Trevor. Thelma. Me." I held up five fingers so he wouldn't get confuse
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