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blurred. Rain streaked down the windshield, bending the city into something unrecognizable.
“We’ll take the baby,” he continued. “And leave her with that big empty house and her dried-up womb.”
The words landed like a physical blow.
My hands went numb. The steering wheel felt foreign, slick under my palms.
He knew. He had always known. Every appointment.continue reading …
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