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... s curling at the corners, same hum of silence wrapped in candlelight and wood polish. But for Amari, stepping inside wasn’t a return—it was a reckoning. The space carried weight it hadn’t before. Memory. Failure. Choice.
Sergei stood by the far wall, flipping through a leather-bound folder that smelled faintly of ink and age. He didn’t look up immediately, but his voice emerged without effort, low and familiar.
"You’ve gotten taller," he said, as though those were the first words ...
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