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... , the clinking glasses, the political smiles — all of it had dissolved into silence.
Only the mansion remained.
Lara was invited to stay the night, and she agreed. It wasn’t unusual, and it wasn’t the first time. She had slept here a few times before.
But tonight felt different.
Tonight, she noticed things.
The second-floor hallway stretched long and regal beneath a white ceiling dotted with pen lights that cast warm gold over the polished tiled floor.
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