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The Night Everything Quietly Changed
Grant Wallace didn’t sleep a single minute. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the same image repeating like a memory stuck on pause—Elena sitting on the floor of his guest room, holding a framed picture of his daughter, and crying with a grief that didn’t belong to a housekeeper. Her shoulders shook, her hands trembled, and the way she pressed her forehead to the glass left him with a thousand questions he couldn’t ignore.
And the one that wouldn’t leave him alone: Why would someone who barely knew his daughter cry like that?
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