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was arrested days later. Charges followed. Rachel disappeared.
At the arraignment, Jason shuffled past in chains. He looked small. Empty.
“Emily,” he hissed as he passed. “Tell them I didn’t mean—”
I stood.
“You brought your mistress to my sister’s funeral,” I said. “You meant every part of this.”
Months later, the trust was finalized. There was no child continue reading …
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