Chapter 7
That night, Aunt Millicent had called me over for dinner, making a point to mention she'd cooked my favorite roast chicken.
At that moment, I was sitting at the dinner table, keeping a calm face while my mind was a damn mess. Something about that meal felt off, and I couldn't shake the feeling.
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