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“She is,” my mother said. “My girl. And that means she’s off-limits.”
Dominic said he knew.
Maggie told him I deserved better than blood and danger. Someone normal. Someone safe. Someone who did not carry violence in his hands.
“You deserve that too,” she told him kindly.
“Too late for me,” he answered.
“Not for her.”
So they made their rule.
Distance.
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