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with a napkin. “No?”
“I’ve been thinking.”
“Thinking can become pride when it replaces faith.”
“I’ll risk it.”
The silence was immediate.
Quincy’s eyes flicked to me, then down.
Garrett forced a laugh. “Pregnancy hormones.”
I looked at him. “Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Turn my thoughts into symptoms.”
His jaw tightened. Nadine watched us with interest, as if continue reading …
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