His footsteps faded away in the stairwell, and I crouched down, covering my face and silently began to cry.
Dinner was ready, but Eric Walker still hadn't come downstairs. I went upstairs, pushed open the door, and found him not in the bedroom. Turning around, I headed to the study where smoke lingered in the air. Eric Walker sat in a chair, smoking, his gaze distant. I entered, but he didn't seem to notice.
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