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fading as they explored the second floor. I could hear their excited exclamations echoing down. “Look at the closet space!” “Is that a soaking tub?” “We can put my antique chaise lounge right here by the bay window!”
We. Not you. We.
I stayed downstairs, cold dread coiling in my stomach like a snake preparing to strike. This wasn’t a misunderstanding continue reading …
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