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Maya, a therapist who’d spent a decade untangling other people’s trauma while carefully ignoring her own, watched her siblings’ faces. Julian’s hunger. Sam’s bitterness. And Chloe—sweet, quiet Chloe, who had been their father’s undisputed favorite and the reason for their mother’s quiet devastation—Chloe just stared at her hands.

Sam, the family’s sardonic middle child, let out a hollow laugh. “So the old bastard’s final act is to lock us in a mausoleum with our own history. Classic Arthur. A control freak even in death.” As panteras incesto em nome do mae e do filho

“I want it,” Julian said flatly. “Dad promised it to me the summer I turned sixteen.” Maya, a therapist who’d spent a decade untangling

“One more night,” he said, not looking at any of them. “Four more nights after that.” the family’s sardonic middle child