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moving, she spat it out. “I’m sorry.”
It wasn’t real. It was the kind of sorry you say when your ego has a knife to its throat.
I hovered the pen over the signature line.
Jacob’s eyes lit up. Ellie exhaled like she’d just won.
And then I stood up without signing.
“Actually,” I said, “never mind.”
Their faces froze.
“I thought I could do it. But I know that continue reading …
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