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though I did. God, I did. “How did you even pawn it? It’s in my name.”
My mother’s chin lifted. “We had access.”
Access.
Like my boundaries were a joke.
Behind her, movement in the hallway drew my eye.
Miles shifted into view, half-hidden at first, then stepping forward like he had every right to be in the center of the scene.
He was older than the last continue reading …
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