Later That NightThe hallway was quiet except for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the distant ticking of a wall clock. It was past nine, and most of the house had already gone still. The walls were painted a soft cream, the floor smooth under bare feet, and the warm light from the ceiling lamp spread across the corridor like melted gold.Jonah sat on his bed, staring at the half-open window. The night air drifted in, cool and slightly damp. His fingers played absently with the edge of the blanket as he listened to the faint sounds outside — a dog barking somewhere far away, the rustle of trees, a few voices fading in the distance.He didn’t feel tired. Sleep felt like something that belonged to someone else. He had changed into his pajamas, brushed his teeth like he was told, but the quiet of the room felt too heavy. Too big. It was the kind of silence that made his chest feel small.The door creaked open.Jonah turned his head.Leo stood there, his small hands behind his back
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