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The house was quiet.
Gray sat in the armchair of the sitting room, with one hand covering his face. He could still hear his father's voice ringing in his ear like a curse:
"Don't push me to use the exact same force that I used ten years ago... or worse."
The words wouldn't leave him alone. They clung to him like a ghost, pulling him backward int