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“And now I’ve watched him do it to you.”
I stared at the dark window, the city lights blurred by my suddenly wet eyes.
“You’re not the scapegoat because you’re flawed,” Dana said gently. “You were the next victim in his pattern. You were the one who could carry the weight, so he made you carry it.”
I couldn’t speak for a moment.
When I finally did, my continue reading …
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