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me that was louder than any sense of betrayal.
He was still mine. Not by blood, but by every single thing that ever truly mattered.
The Choice I Made and Never Regretted
So I made a choice. I would not tell him. I would not treat him as anything less than the boy I had loved since the day he was placed in my arms.
This is what I have come to believe about continue reading …
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