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The file trembled in my hands.
Pages and pages of my life-laid out in black and white.
Dates. Addresses. My school records. The hospital I was born in.
Even a scanned photo of me at sixteen, laughing with my mother.
How did he get all of this?
Why?
My breath hitched as the office door creaked open behind me.
"Elena," Derek's voice was quiet, a