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The door creaked open.
"Hello, Uncle. Aunty."
The voice was smooth, calm, almost too polite. Like someone greeting neighbors while holding a bloody knife behind their back.
All heads turned toward the door.
Standing there was Ethan.
Not a scratch on him now. Dressed casually, hands in his pockets, his eyes scanned the room like a predator entering a zoo full of wounded animals.
Axel twitched.
Lucien’s casted hand jerked.
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