SOMETHING FISHY

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RUBY JUNE. “What’s wrong?” Charles asked the moment I returned from my mother's room. I forced a small smile in his direction. “Oh, nothing. Let’s go home.” “Are you sure? You can talk to me about anything,” Charles insisted, his voice laced with concern. “I said I’m fine,” I replied, turning to Doreen with a half-hearted wave. “I’ll see you later.” She nodded as I slipped into the car, Charles following close behind. He glanced at me, his eyes searching mine as if he wanted to say something more, but he hesitated. Instead, he gently took my hand and squeezed it reassuringly before starting the engine and pulling away. As we drove off, I saw my brother Kyle watching us from my mother’s window, his face unreadable. At Charles’ home: “I have already told the maid to prepare a room for

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