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I breathed.
My stepfather, Victor, leaned back in Grandma’s chair.
The chair she used every Thanksgiving.
The chair where she taught me to fold napkins into ridiculous swans.
The chair he had no right touching.
“Harper,” he said, voice smooth as cheap butter. “You’ve been quiet.”
“I’ve been listening.”
Andrew chuckled.
“She always does that when she wants people to think she’s smarter than she is.”
Daniel’s hand tightened.
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