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treated me like trash. At some point I understood the truth. Men like you do not misplace women like me. You discard us.”
Micah felt each sentence like a blow placed exactly where it belonged.
“I didn’t know,” he said.
“No. You didn’t care enough to know.”
He took a step back as if the floor had shifted. Behind the curtain, Hope was still watching, her continue reading …
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