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the question I had been holding since Mark handed me the envelope.
“After Liam died, why did you stand beside me like you loved me?”
She looked at me with a face I will never forget.
“Because I do love you,” she said. “And because I hated myself every second.”
“Please let me say goodbye to the kids.”
I believed her.
That made it worse.
I pointed at the door.continue reading …
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