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another family. All this time. How could he… how could he do this to me?”
She looked at the photo, then back at me. A single tear traced a path down her cheek. “He loved you,” she said, her voice barely audible. “He loved you very much.”
“Don’t you dare,” I hissed, “don’t you dare tell me about his love. Not when he built an entire life behind my back.continue reading …
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