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"My sister."

The silence is deafening.

Viktor's fork grazes the plate in the silence.

"We used to get along. Then she developed a control issue. I love her, but it was one of those relationships I had to let go, yeah?"

Viktor hums in agreement.

At least he knows now.

Everything can be laid to rest now.

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