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... use doors shouldn’t be tense. The moment my foot touched the floor, the wood didn’t creak—it growled at me like I was some type of intruder.
Even the wallpaper was rippling like it had something to say, and every hallway felt too long and too silent.
I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose as I prayed to myself for more patience. However, since I was praying to the Devil, there was no way that was going to happen.
Was it really too much to ask to not have my house throw ...
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