~~DAMIAN~~The moment I walked through my front door, I knew something was off.I stopped in the hallway with my hand still on the doorknob and listened. Nothing. Just the sound of the refrigerator from the kitchen. I told myself I was being a foolish old man, letting my imagination run wild. Seventy-three years on this earth, and here I was jumping at shadows.But I wasn't wrong.I hung up my coat and walked into the living room, where I spent most of my evenings with my old armchair turned toward the fireplace and the television sitting quietly in the corner. And there, in my armchair, was a young man.He was leaned back with his legs crossed, looking for all the world like he owned the place. He had one of my books in his hands , a worn copy of a le Carré novel, and he didn't even glance up when I came in. He just turned a page, casually.I was startled at first, and maybe a little scared, but then as quickly as it came. It keft. This was my home. My sanctuary. Who did he think he
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