And then I saw it.
A yellow light filtered through a crack.
I crept closer.
Another door.
A metal door with a lock.
Behind it… a room.
Shelves.
Boxes.
Folders.
And…
Photographs.
Photos of my house, but taken from inside.
From angles I had never seen.
Photos of my bedroom.
My bed.
Photos of me.
Sleeping.
My stomach knotted.
This wasn’t just an “unknown brother.”
It was someone watching me.
Someone drugging me.
Someone entering my room while I couldn’t defend myself.
My hand shook and the flashlight flickered.
On the desk inside the room was an open folder.
I read the title.
“PROPERTY — INHERITANCE — DOCUMENTS”
And beneath it… a sheet with my full name.
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