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... trice paced her bedroom like a caged animal, clutching the stack of letters in her trembling hands.
The papers felt heavy, not just in weight but in implication.
The sepia-toned photographs of her, Steven, and Helen at that doomed summer house were haunting enough.
But the letters—those jagged scrawls accusing her of her role in their deaths—were suffocating.
She hurled the photos onto her bed, her breath hitched as her eyes darted to the window.
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