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Chapter 10: Opening up
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Blake moved through the room with the practised ease of someone who had spent decades maintaining order in chaos. He picked up the scattered clothes, folding them neatly and placing them in a laundry basket he had retrieved from the closet. His hands moved with precision, each motion deliberate, as if every crease in the fabric mattered. Bill sat on the edge of the bed, watching him silently, his lollipop stick now discarded on the nightstand. The sweetness had long since faded, leaving only a bitter aftertaste.

As Blake worked, he spoke, his voice calm and measured, like the steady ticking of the antique clock downstairs. "Your father and I met many years ago, Master Bill. Did you know that?"

Bill shook his head, his eyes fixed on the floor. "No. He never talked about you much. Just called you his butler."

Blake smiled faintly, his hands pausing as he smoothed out a wrinkled shirt. "I was more than that to him. We were friends long before I became his butler. I chose this role becaus
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