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joke?” His eyes narrowed. “You’re billing my daughter for emotional support? For living in MY house?”
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joke?” His eyes narrowed. “You’re billing my daughter for emotional support? For living in MY house?”
Rachel’s face flushed. “David, you don’t understand —”
“Enlighten me!” His jaw clenched as he grabbed the list from my hand.

A man holding a sheet of paper | Source: Midjourney
“She’s not a kid anymore,” Rachel argued defensively, crossing her arms. “She’s continue reading …
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