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Chapter 82 - Some memories unfolding (1)

It was quiet. The only thing you could hear in the room was the turning of pages, the slight flick of the fire in the fireplace, and the breathing of the man that slowly becomes heavier over the time.

Turning of Pages.

The dancing fire at the fireplace.

His breathing.

Turning of Pages.

The dancing fire at the fireplace.

His breathing.

Turning of Pages.

The dancing fire at the fireplace.

His breathing.

Turning of pages— “Damn it!” Harry shouted when another piece of evidence of how Charlene was abused after the news of her being illegitimate or adopted came out.

He threw the papers on the wall and flipped the table in front of him. All the pictures and letters scattered around the room as Harry breathed, even more, heavier than he had earlier.

He loosened his tie. It feels suffocating. The veins in his arms were visible as he annoyingly try to lose his tie more and more and more— “What the fuck is wrong with this fucking tie?” he cursed and cursed and cursed until it was o
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