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glass. The crystal shattered across the floor—a million jagged pieces that mirrored his heart. He didn’t walk; he became a hurricane.

Part 2: The House of Glass and Ice

The drive home was a blur of red lights and sirens he didn’t have. He burst through the front door of his suburban fortress, but the air inside was wrong. It didn’t smell like home; it continue reading …