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Chapter 118: Seats at the Table
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2026-04-27 07:00:00“Sit here, next to me.”
Iris pulls the chair slightly closer with her foot, the wood scraping softly against the stone floor. The sound echoes in the chamber, small but clear. Oliver climbs up without help, steady and quiet, like he has done this a hundred times before.
He is six.
His legs do not quite reach the floor, but he does not swing them. He sits still, hands resting on the table, eyes moving slowly across the room. Watching. Always watch
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