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... ir. Real air. Not the recycled kind that circulated through the estate’s halls carrying whispers and lies and the stench of paranoia that I couldn’t seem to shake off anymore.
The grounds were quiet. Peaceful even. The kind of peaceful that felt too good to be true. Like the calm before a storm that everyone knew was coming but still pretended not to see.
Because... Well... Ignorance was bliss.
I walked along the stone path that wound through the gardens. My hands were in ...
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