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Quietly. Like she hated letting me see it.
“I thought you’d believe her,” she admitted.
I closed my eyes hard.
“I’m sorry I even questioned you.”
She clung to me tighter.
And I held her exactly the way I had thirteen years earlier in that hospital hallway when the world first tried to take everything from her.
“No woman, no job, no amount of money is worth continue reading …
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