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... e.
Not a word.
Not a glare.
Not even an accidental cough.
We had just come back from school, and I had foolishly hoped the whole silent treatment thing had blown over. You know, maybe Sora would throw her pencil case at me like old times, or Elira would mutter something like "baka" under her breath.
But nope. Still locked in Silent Hell™.
I sighed the moment we entered the house, only to freeze.
Shoes.
Big ones.
Next to mine ...
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