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my fault you’re so fragile.”
Jacob cut in, “Ellie—”
But she kept going. “She was in our kitchen, judging everything, telling me how to raise a child I haven’t even had yet. You think I’m just going to take that?”
I blinked once, then spoke with the calm of a woman who had been pushed too far.
“You hit me, Ellie. And when I didn’t respond the way you expected,continue reading …
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