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... the corridor, staring out at the snow-covered courtyard. The cold light made his face look hollow, like something slowly losing its warmth. A person standing at the edge, unsure which way to fall.
When he noticed me, something flickered in his eyes. For a second, he almost said my name.
Then he caught my look.
"Hello... Aunt RIley," he corrected himself quickly.
Good.
I glanced around, checking angles, reflections, shadows. No cameras. No curious eyes. My ...
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