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Chapter 45: A Ghost With a Name
Author: SoulStory
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"You know her," Reyes said, voice barely above a whisper, eyes fixed through the gap in the curtains. "Silas. Who is she."

Silas didn't answer right away, his mind racing backward through fragments of memory he hadn't touched in years, a photograph tucked in the back of his mother's dresser drawer, a name she'd never spoken aloud, a face he'd assumed belonged to someone lost long before he was old enough to ask questions.

"I don't know her name," he said finally, voice low and strained. "But I'
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