darken the surface, and held the warmth between my palms.
My coldness wasn’t new. It wasn’t sudden. It wasn’t revenge.
It was a conclusion.
Two days earlier, I’d received the evidence.
It had arrived the way the worst things often do. Not with a warning. Not with a buildup. Just a buzz of the phone and a name I hadn’t expected.
Uncle Jeffrey.
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