I called with a broken voice, trying not to scream, while still staring down the slit.
I didn’t say everything.
I just repeated my address and asked them to come right away.
Mark didn’t hear me at first.
He kept talking to Sophie with a rehearsed patience, like a man who believes that every gesture of hers deserves confidence, even when it already smells like a lie.
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She was shrunk in the bathtub, knees glued to her chest.
I didn’t cry.
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