Ava
Fabian led us to a small sitting room, where he prepared a few servings of tea with shaky hands. As we settled into the plush armchairs, I couldn’t help but notice the thick cobwebs that hung from the corners of the ceilings and the musty scent of old fabric that hadn’t been aired out in some time.
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