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Then, Leo closed the fridge. He looked directly at the camera mounted above the microwave. Not a passing glance. A direct look. His lips moved, forming silent words.

Clara didn’t type. She just watched. She felt a pang of… something. Not quite sympathy. It was sharper. It was the thrill of seeing a crack in someone’s armor that they didn’t know was visible. voyerhousetv

Or so they claimed.