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Everyone sat stiff. Stiffer than Papa’s ironed cuffs. Tension hung in the air so thick, you could probably slice it, roast it, and serve it on a silver platter with a side of imperial garnish.
Papa set me neatly beside him on the plush velvet couch, like a precious ornament—something fragile, glittering, and possibly dangerous if dropped. I, of course, was busy gnawing on my golden pacifier. Priorities.
Across from us sat Grandpa Gregor, cloaked in black like he’d swallow ...
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