🖱️Jayden🖱️By the time we reached the bottom of the stairs, the house no longer felt like home.My parents were seated in the living room, stiff and tense, the way people sit when they are trying very hard not to panic. Uncle James was kneeling on the floor beside Victor, sleeves rolled up, fingers pressed to his neck, eyes sharp and calculating.And Alexandra.Of course Alexandra was standing.She had planted herself near the doorway like she was part of the scene on purpose, arms folded, wearing that look she gets when chaos entertains her. She did not look scared. She did not look worried. If anything, she looked pleased, like this entire situation had just confirmed something she had been waiting to say for years.The second my foot touched the last step, my father looked up.“You were in the kitchen,” Papa said, his voice calm but edged with steel. “Do you know what happened.”Before I could answer, Dada’s eyes were all over me.“And why are you wearing a rope,” he added, brows
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