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Dear Diary,
– late. windy. Maybe I’m just weird. Or maybe something is happening, I just don’t know what it is yet. Nothing has changed here at home. Richard still stomps around like the whole house belongs to him. Like we’re trespassing in our own lives. He’s been watching me more lately—those quick sideways glances he thinks I don’t notice. I keep my bedroom door locked, but that doesn’t stop the feeling. Sometimes it’s like the air itself is waiting for him to push through it. Mum kee

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