Prologue

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"Take off your mask, I want to see my nephew."

"You knew?"

The heart monitor beeps quietly, but it still seems too loud.

Like a morbid clock, It's a constant reminder that the woman sitting in front of him, the one who raised him, has little time left. The pale, slightly wrinkled hands shake, giving away the anxiety his aunt is trying to hide.

The way she leans back is almost peaceful, like she was watching the clouds. The heart monitor screams as she exhales for the last time, eyes glazing over as they stared at the ceiling, the once lively woman utterly still.

May was dead.

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