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... ng a measured yet firm sound against the polished wooden floor.
His face was set with grim determination as he closed the door behind him, the weight of unspoken truths pressing against his chest.
His father, Edward—stood by the grand bookshelf, his hands clasped behind his back, his usually commanding presence weighed down by something heavy, somber.
Alice, his wife, stood next to him, her cold, unreadable gaze betrayed by the tightness around her lips.
Arthur ex ...
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