The Wistful Silence

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Chapter One You learn the weight of a lie before you hear it. It sits in the air, a heavy, stale thing, pressing against the inside of your skull. I am Celestine Noel. I am thirty-two. I work the night shift at the Municipal Records Bureau, a concrete box on the edge of the lavender fields that stretch out toward the coast. The heat here is a physical weight, shimmering off the stone walls...

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