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Chapter 12: The House That Remembered
Author: Mara v
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Dalton drove past the Reyes house twice before he finally stopped.

From the outside, nothing had changed, and that unsettled him most. The same iron gates stood at the entrance. The same long driveway curved toward the house. The same tall windows reflected the grey evening sky.

For five years, he had imagined coming home. He had imagined anger, relief, questions. He had never imagined sitting across the street from his own house, wondering whether the people inside had helped erase him from it
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