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The phone slipped from my trembling hand, clattering against the hardwood floor. A wave of nausea washed over me as …
The phone slipped from my trembling hand, clattering against the hardwood floor. A wave of nausea washed over me as …
The phone slipped from Sarah’s trembling hand, clattering onto the hardwood floor. “He left everything…to his son?” she stammered, her …
The antique clock ticked relentlessly, each measured second amplifying Margaret’s growing unease. She clutched the worn leather-bound journal in her …
The shrill ringing of the phone jolted me awake at 3:00 AM. My heart pounded as I fumbled for the …
The phone rang, jarring me awake. It was my sister, her voice laced with panic. “Dad passed away,” she whispered, …