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The Aftermath.

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~ Gideon ~

The house was too quiet when I returned to Moore Crest. Usually, I preferred the silence; it was a sign of a well-oiled machine, a household that didn't demand anything from me. But tonight, the stillness felt heavy, like the air before a storm that refuses to break.

I walked through the foyer, the click of my shoes on the marble sounding sharper than usual. I didn't see Maribel, which was fine. I wasn't in the mood for her sandpaper voice or the way she always looked for a reason
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