I come in peace
Kevin raised his hands slowly, palms outward. “I’m not here to hurt you,” he promised, voice calm but firm. Willem paused mid-step, gaunt frame quivering. The silence stretched long, brittle as glass. Kevin lowered his voice further. “I only want answers.” His steady gaze softened. Willem studied him warily, suspicion battling with a flicker of fragile hope.
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