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The sunlight slipped through a glass window, streaking the floor in glass patches, casting a soft, warm glow in the cabin.

The silence settled โ€“ tight, heavy and loaded with a secrets that couldnโ€™t be spoken aloud, just whispered behind the quiet, concrete walls, only broken by the rustling of pages and dew drifting from the window.

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