Raina stood there in the living, still clearly damp from the shower with her hair clinging to her neck.

Her wide eyes darted between Margaret’s rigid posture and her wide frantic eyes filled with rage and Aaron’s unreadable expression.

“What… what is going on?” she asked, her voice breaking despite her attempt to steady it.

Margaret’s face was carved from stone, but her eyes burned with fury. She lifted her phone, the screen glowing like an execution order. “This is what’s going on.”

Raina’s gaze dropped to the screen, and her breath caught as the headline hit her like a physical blow:

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