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RENO Adora was back at it again. She has been acting weird again since two days ago. Agitated, too, maybe? And apprehensive. I noticed she has been looking over her shoulder a lot lately and is unusually at the end. It was almost like she cut herself away from the world to hide. She was barely even interacting with her son. I sat in my study room, trying to prepare designs for the first phase of the competition, which is due in like a week from now. A small knock came on the door. I tore my eyes from the design at the door, Adora wouldn't knock on my door, not even if the president was beside her and the maids would have gone home. Only the guards are around, and for one of them to knock, that means something was happening? "Comr in." I said firmly. Tyler's small head peered i