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After leaving my parents' quarters that night, I returned to my room and closed the door behind me.
The house had been warm and lively while I was with them, and for a while, I had almost forgotten that I was staying somewhere different. Being around my parents again had a way of doing that to me. It made Silver Hollow feel familiar in a way I hadn't realized I had missed.
I changed into something more comfortable and eventually stepped out onto the balcony.
The night was still young. At least, that was what I thought.
I rested my arms against the railing and looked out over the grounds.
The compound was unusually quiet.
There were lights scattered around the pack house and the surrounding buildings, but there were hardly any people moving around. The few people I could see wer
