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it’s sold,” I whispered, more to myself than her.
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it’s sold,” I whispered, more to myself than her.
“I know,” she said, eyes hardening like cold steel. “I called the bank just yesterday, Aria. They told me that everything was in his name. That Kyle had signed everything weeks ago.”
He’d forged the documents. He had used my absence like a crowbar.

An upset old woman sitting on a bed | Source: Midjourney
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