In a storm of swirling emotions, Cedric materialized like a shadowy savior, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. His stepmother, Virginia, stood her ground, a tempest of resolve in her eyes as she faced off against Vincent, his uncle, who oozed malevolence like a venomous serpent."Ah, Cedric, the lost little lamb makes an entrance," Vincent smirked, his voice dripping with condescension. "But it's too late. Virginia's fate is sealed."Cedric's eyes locked onto Virginia's, a silent promise passing between them. It was as if a fog had lifted from his perception, revealing the truth he had been so reluctant to acknowledge. He remembered the whispered conversations, the cryptic warnings Virginia had tried to convey, and the pieces of the puzzle fell into place with jarring clarity.In the chaos of this confrontation, Cedric's mind became a theater of revelations. His uncles and aunt, the very faces he had grown up believing were benevolent, now stood before him as architect
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