The Distant Whispers

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The glass shattered. Not with a bang. With a sigh. Elara stood in the center of the kitchen. The shards lay on the tile. Cold. Sharp. They caught the grey light of the afternoon. She held the empty space where the bottle had been. The scent of bitter almond still hung in the air. Sweet. Dangerous. It was not just a bottle. It was the only thing left of him. Thomas had died three days ago. The...

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