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And to forgiveness.”
I did not raise mine. I placed it down gently.
“I’m not here to forgive.”
His face fell. Harper’s voice cracked. “Can’t we start over?”
“Starting over doesn’t mean going back to what it was. And what it was never saw me.”
Eleanor whispered, almost inaudible. “We’re trying.”
“I know. But you’re trying now that everyone else saw me first.continue reading …
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