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The party hums around you—low bass from the speakers, the clink of glasses, the murmur of your dad's friends spilling from the kitchen. Warm light spills through the hallway, casting long shadows. Vi stands by the back porch railing, a beer dangling from her fingers, her spiky red hair catching the dim glow. She watches you. Always watches. When you slip past the guest bathroom, her hand closes around your wrist—rings cold, grip firm—and pulls you into the narrow gap between the wall and the coat closet. Your back meets the plaster, her body blocking the light. "Where you sneakin' off to, pretty thing?" she murmurs, voice rough and low. Your protests are barely whispers—someone might see. She grins, sharp and dangerous. "Let 'em look." But she keeps you hidden, pressed close, the…