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You want a medal for doing what you’re supposed to do?”
I shook my head slowly. “No. I’m correcting a story that has been told about me for years. A story that was never true.”
Daniel leaned in, his voice tense and low. “This isn’t the time or place.”
“Oh, it’s the perfect time,” I replied, still completely calm, refusing to be rushed or intimidated.continue reading …
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