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... of quiet. Not the kind that settled softly like snowfall. No. This was the kind that dug into your skin, seeped into your bones. A silence carved by betrayal, frustration, and a thousand unanswered questions.
I held the phone so tightly I thought the glass might crack in my hand.
His voice still echoed in my ears, polished and calculated, like a dagger wrapped in silk.
"I heard about what happened to Sienna. My condolences."
A pause.
"And my apologies, Rey ...
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