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who smiled while lying to me. A person who’d stolen from me. Who called me childish for holding onto something beautiful.
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who smiled while lying to me. A person who’d stolen from me. Who called me childish for holding onto something beautiful.
I saw someone who would always find a way to make me feel less than.
“No, Greg,” I said. “I don’t think we can.”

An upset man standing in a living room | Source: Midjourney
David and our younger brother Aaron helped me move. We didn’t continue reading …
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