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That you nearly died trying to give him a child.”
The blood drained from my face. “Who are you?”
She looked down at her hands, trembling despite the blanket. “My name is Lorraine Defrain. I’ve been living in this house for thirty-two years. Cameron took care of me.”
“Took care of you?” I repeated. “How?”
“He brought me here after…” She paused, studying continue reading …
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