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Separated and Erased

Author: SAB STORIES
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-06 05:02:15
The Wolfe estate didn’t feel like the same place anymore. It was always too perfect, with its shiny floors and tall walls, but now it felt different, like the house itself was pushing me away, closing its doors to keep me out. The air inside was heavy, like a secret nobody wanted to share.

I followed Mira down a quiet hallway in the west wing, my boots soft on the thick carpet, making no sound. The walls were lined with paintings, each one looking new, their gold frames gleaming under the soft lights. The air smelled clean, like lemons and polish, sharp and cold, like a room waiting for something serious to happen.

“He’s in the sunroom,” Mira said, slowing as we passed two big closed doors, their wood dark and heavy. “Margot moved his things there. She says the morning light helps him.” I frowned, my heart thumping. “Helps with what?” I asked. Mira’s voice dropped low, like a whisper. “Control,” she said. “It helps Margot control the story. She keeps him with her people, her routines
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