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For a moment, there was only silence.
Then the audio began.
At first, it was just background noise. The faint hum of a television, the clink of glass, the indistinct sounds of a house at night.
Then Trevor’s voice.
Sharp. Unfiltered.
“I don’t care if he likes it or not,” the recording said. “He needs to toughen up. Lydia’s been coddling him for years.”
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