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let go.
And I didn’t hesitate anymore.
“I’m worried about my daughter,” I said. “Bath time lasts over an hour every night. She’s scared. She said… she said she’s not allowed to talk about it.”
The room went completely silent.
Mark let out a small laugh.
“She’s five,” he said. “She makes things up. It’s just a routine—”
“Sir,” the officer interrupted, “we’ll continue reading …
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