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....... Veil ...... A wave of panic washed over me as I watched Arlo rush towards Ria, his eyes filled with concern. I could see the fear etched across his face as he reached out to touch her trembling shoulder. “What’s wrong?” his voice was filled with worry and Alafia, and I knelt down beside them, our eyes shifting between Ria and the scattered photographs on the floor. “What’s wrong, Mom?” Alafia’s voice trembled, mirroring the tension in the room as Ria’s hands moved frantically, her fingers darting between the fallen photos. And the room fell into an eerie silence as she appeared to be looking for a specific person, leaving us all perplexed by her actions. “My love, tell me what’s happening.” Arlo’s spoke again. But instead of replying, Ria looked up at the detective before w