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had mocked might not be poor, weak, or alone.
Daniel came back on the line.
“What are you talking about?”
“You’ll find out in the morning.”
“You can’t do this to me.”
“I didn’t do this to you,” I said. “I finally stopped letting you do it to me.”
His breathing shook.
“Claire, please.”
That word should have moved me.
Once, it would have.
Once, I would have mistaken continue reading …
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