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The Chill of Betrayal

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 532    |    Released on: 21/06/2025

e, stealing the air from my lungs. My frantic call

, her brother-in-law, sat across from her, his expression a perfect blend of concern

," David said, his voice smooth as silk. "I'm sure it's not a

Aunt Vicky. She walked in with that medal, and it was like

r nephew's performance. The guilt she felt over her sister's death was

e's always been so dramatic. She knows you're a soft

ng from the basement finally br

laced by a fresh wave of rage. "This is ridiculous.

David and Leo following a few steps beh

it open. The blast of frigid air that h

ous, her lips blue. She was muttering

loe's science award, the heavy glass plaque, lying o

echoing in the cold, cavernous space. "You thin

hly grabbed Chloe' s ch

n ea

of the heavy glass pla

cut the inside of her mouth, her lips. Blood, dark and thick, welled

a satisfaction that was monstrous. She stood up, looki

u'll learn so

paused at the thermostat on the wall. With a final, deliberate twist, she adjusted

and locked it again, leaving

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