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And that’s what scared him.
I wasn’t just his sister. I was the lifeline this house clung to.
“I know,” I said softly. “But I can’t live my whole life as a walking wallet, Tyler. I deserve to breathe, too. I deserve a real life.”
He was silent for a long time before he whispered.
“I want to go with you.”
I froze.
“You can’t,” I said gently. “You’re still continue reading …
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