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Chapter 49

Realizing it was Mrs. Smith's voice, tension and anxiety grabbed both me and Grandpa. His hands were shaking as he hurriedly gathered the items on the table, stuffing them into his pockets.

"Emma, hide yourself somewhere," he said, his voice thick with urgency. He grabbed my hand, pulling me up from the chair while frantically shoving the rest of the papers into his coat.

"Get me the key to this room. Now!" Mother's voice bellowed from the other side of the door, full of anger.

Grandpa’s voice trembled. "Come here," he muttered as he led me to his closet, each step heavy with dread. He swung the closet doors open, his fingers shaking as he pushed his clothes aside to make room.

We heard the sound of the key sliding into the lock, turning with a menacing click. Grandpa tipped me gently into the wardrobe. As I stumbled inside, the photograph in my hand slipped free, fluttering to the ground just before he shut the closet doors. The door to the room swung open with a creak.

"Oh, hello. I
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