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The room was small and cramped, with peeling wallpaper and a flickering light bulb that cast a dim glow.

The wooden table was old and scratched, and the mismatched chairs creaked under the children’s weight.

The floor was bare, worn-down wood, and a single, cracked window let in a draft, making the room chilly.

Noah placed his hand on his swollen right cheek where the caretaker had slapped him. The sting was still fresh, and his skin throbbed under his touch. < ...

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