CONFESSION.
The Diary of Silence Chapter Thirty-One — The Cousin’s Confession Night came slowly. The house had gone quiet again, the kind of quiet that pressed against the walls and made every small sound feel louder than it should. Amara sat on the floor beside her bed. The loose floorboard was closed again, hiding the two diaries safely beneath it. She had checked it three times already that night, just to be sure nothing had shifted. Across the room, her cousin leaned against the wall with his knees drawn up, staring at the window. Neither of them had spoken for nearly twenty minutes. The television downstairs murmured faintly, their uncle’s usual late-night habit. Occasionally the sound of a glass touching the table drifted upstairs. Amara finally broke the silence. “You’ve been quiet.”
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