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anger is not your job.”
He nodded slowly, like he was trying to understand a world that had become too big.
I kissed his forehead.
“You are safe.”
His small fingers tightened around mine.
“Promise?”
I looked toward the lobby where my marriage had just been carried out like garbage.
“I promise.”
Chapter 6: After the Trash Was Gone
That evening, the villa felt continue reading …
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