The heavy mahogany front door of 44 Willow Street stood between the warm sanctuary of the brownstone and the howling fury of the November storm. Genevieve descended the sweeping oak staircase, each step feeling as heavy as lead. Her hand rested on the polished banister, her heart hammering against her ribs with terrifying velocity. Behind her, Chloe remained at the landing of the second-floor library, watching with silent, supportive eyes.…
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