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For the trap.
She found only exhaustion, regret, and something that almost looked like sincerity.
She sat back down.
For a long time, she said nothing.
Then, softly, she said, “I hate you.”
“I know.”
“I hate the way you treated me. I hate the way you screamed in that kitchen. I hate how you terrified those little girls. I hate that you think money can buy continue reading …
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