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... He looked up toward the second floor. His hand, still gripping the rail, steadied.
His feet moved, slowly but surely, up the staircase—the very steps he had never climbed before in this house. Something pulled him. Maybe the words. Maybe the feeling in his chest. But whatever it was... he wasn’t going to lose his grip this time.
He had to move forward.
Because somewhere... Ophis was still waiting.
And he wasn’t going to let her down.
He moved to the secon ...
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