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The mansion loomed ahead through the swirling snow like something from a half-remembered nightmare, its lights cutting sharp yellow slits across the driveway as Ethan's car crunched to a stop just beyond the front steps.
I turned to Ethan, "You know what you have to do, right Ethan?"
Ethan nodded, his blue eyes looking conflicted and worried.
Adrien and I climbed out together, the cold biting instantly through my coat, settling deep in my bones, but neither of us hesitated. Ethan lingered a moment longer behind the wheel, his hands gripping it tightly, eyes darting toward the house with a look I couldn't quite figure out, something guarded, almost reluctant.
