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... e sky above the estate was washed in pale orange and fading pink, the winter light thin and cold. The iron gates opened silently for his car, and the familiar driveway stretched ahead, lined with bare trees whose branches scratched softly against the evening wind.
The mansion looked the same as always...grand, impressive, and still undeniably his home. But ever since his grandmother passed away, the place felt emptier. It had become too big... too silent.
He stepped out of the ca ...
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