“The suitcase sat by the door, half-zipped. Clothes stuffed inside. Dad was gone. The house felt too big, too quiet. Now she had to move into his place. For “safety.” A sharp knock. She jumped. Before she could reach the handle, the door opened. Of course. Dad had given him a key. Heavy footsteps crossed the floor. She looked up. Benedict. Dark suit. Cold, unreadable eyes. He barely paused.”
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