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... ushing her forward—curiosity, pride, maybe even fear. Her heels echoed against the polished tiles as she climbed the short steps to the front door of the mansion.
At that moment She raised her hand, ready to knock—when the door creaked open on its own.
And there she was, Raymond’s mother the same old lady they came with him that day.
Maria’s hand froze mid-air, her eyes widening as they landed on the woman standing before her.
It wasn’t the same woman she remember ...
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