Caleb kicked open the door connecting the garage to the living room, holding the metal box in his hand.Mom looked up, and the moment she saw his eyes, she immediately stood up from the couch.“Caleb? What’s wrong?”He didn’t answer. Instead, he threw the metal box onto the coffee table, his voice hoarse.“Get Chloe down here.”Mom didn’t ask any more questions. She turned and went upstairs.When Chloe came downstairs, she still wore her usual innocent expression. Seeing Caleb standing there in silence, she pouted and called out, “Caleb?”Caleb pushed the metal box toward her, asking, “This belongs to you, doesn’t it?”Chloe looked down at it. Her eyes flickered for a split second, but she quickly raised her head, maintaining a nonchalant expression. “Yeah, it’s where I kept my junk when I was little. It’s been in Dad’s car for a long time. What about it?”Caleb said nothing. He took a slow, deep breath, allowing that scent to flood his lungs once more, before staring at her
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