Chapter 32: What Was That?

Chapter 32: What Was That?

I sank deeper into the plush armchair in Hellen’s grand living room, the soft fabric cradling me like an old friend as the fireplace popped and hissed, sending flickers of orange light dancing across the honey-oak floors.

Late afternoon sun slanted through the tall bay windows, painting warm stripes over the room—thick rugs, bookshelves stuffed with leather-bound volumes, and a massive stone mantel lined with family photos faded at the edges.

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