Silence.
Heavy.
Crushing.
Ethan leaned forward. “Mismatch with what?”
Valerie turned a single page.
“With Richard Grant.”
The air disappeared.
My father—Richard—didn’t move.
Didn’t blink.
Didn’t breathe.
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Silence.
Heavy.
Crushing.
Ethan leaned forward. “Mismatch with what?”
Valerie turned a single page.
“With Richard Grant.”
The air disappeared.
My father—Richard—didn’t move.
Didn’t blink.
Didn’t breathe.
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