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my family. Helping you is the least I can do.”
Miguel did not understand everything.
But he understood enough.
“Thank you,” he said. “Whoever you are, thank you.”
Dominic nodded.
“Don’t thank me. Live a good life. That’s how you thank me.”
In the weeks that followed, something shifted between Dominic and Elena.
No one said it out loud.
Rosa saw it.
Marco saw continue reading …
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