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Unexpected Danger
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Simeon’s POVThe room seemed to close in around me as the figure stepped forward, her silhouette becoming clearer with every step. My mind refused to believe it until she fully emerged into the dim light, her presence suffocating and inescapable. Her. My breath hitched, the air in my lungs turning cold. Never, not in my worst nightmares, had I imagined this moment. But there she stood, her face twisted into the same wicked smile that had haunted me for years. “Mother,” I spat, the word dripping with all the anger and bitterness I’d carried for as long as I could remember. “Hello, son,” she replied smoothly in her usual mocking voice. That smile—cold and calculating—never wavered. My fists clenched as I stared at her, my emotions threatening to just spill out. “Why?” I demanded in a hard voice. “Why are you doing this? Why Sheila?” She chuckled, a low, bitter sound that grated on my nerves. “You should be grateful, Simeon,” she said, her tone mocking as though she were scol
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