Chapter 13: The Final Minutes on the Clock

The silence in the east parlor grew heavy and oppressive as the digital countdown on Clara’s phone continued its relentless descent. Twenty-five minutes remaining. The soft glow from the screen cast a pale blue light across Clara’s face, highlighting the exhaustion and the fierce resolve etched into her features.
Eleanor stood
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