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"Good morning, everyone. I made breakfast," I announced, carefully setting the dishes on the table. Grandpa’s strict vegetarian preferences meant I had to prepare a separate dish for him. The aroma of fresh food filled the air as the family began trickling into the dining room, one by one.

Aunt Elizabeth arrived last, her expression betraying no joy or excitement at my return. If Vince's suspicions held any weight, her lack of enthusiasm was a clue in itself.

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