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life and asked about mine. Who remembered every story I told and asked to hear them again. Who loved me, not what I had.
“So, I made a choice.”
Mr. Patterson paused, and I could feel every eye in the room on me.
My heart was pounding.
“What choice?” Victoria demanded. “What did she do?”
Mr. Patterson continued reading.
“In 2019, I transferred all nine properties continue reading …
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