RED LETTER

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RUBY ROSE. The day was drawing to a close; It was time to put the kids to bed, and Charles accompanied the matron to help. I watched from my spot, sipping the last of my coffee, as he moved among the children with an ease. His kindness towards them tugged at something deep within me. Could he really be the monster my mother painted him to be? Was he truly responsible for the death he might not even know about? The thought weighed me down as I sank deeper into my chair. The bitterness of the coffee lingered on my tongue, mingling with the what-ifs that haunted my mind. What would life have been like if Golden hadn’t died? Would we all be sitting here, in this very place, under such dark shadows? I was lost in my thoughts when a flicker of movement caught my eye. A little girl dressed in

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