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come crying to me when she breaks your heart.”
Then she left.
I locked the door behind her with shaking hands.
When I turned around, Avery stood at the bottom of the staircase. Pale. Silent.
She had heard everything.
“Dad…” she whispered.
I crossed the room immediately and pulled her into my arms.
“I know you didn’t do it.”
That was when she started crying.continue reading …
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