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him when he was twelve.
“You saved me,” he said. “You made me believe I mattered. You taught me I could be better than my father, better than my uncle, better than what they made me.”
Then his voice broke.
“Avery looks at me the way you used to. Like I’m a man. Not a weapon. She makes me believe I can change.”
Maggie cried.
Dominic told her that if he ever continue reading …
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