Sibyl sat on the floor of someone else’s bedroom. The place where she had sought to confirm her suspicions and what she had learned with her own eyes was not something that she could not accept. “How could it be him….”
She held the photo album that she had found in this room in her hand. They were all photos of the slums that she had seen in the album Philip had bought for her, only this album was unique. Wherever Keshton and Clara should have been in the album, those photos had been ripped apart.
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