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the truth. You deserve it.”
He opened the folder and slid the first photograph across the desk.
Moren stood outside a sleek restaurant wearing a dress I’d never seen, smiling wide. Beside her stood a tall man in an expensive suit, his hand resting on the small of her back in a way that was unmistakably intimate.
“Who is this?” I whispered.
“His name is continue reading …
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