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“Your mother was brave,” he said.
Lily frowned.
“I was the one who asked.”
A few people laughed softly, the first honest sound in the room all night.
Marcus almost smiled.
“Then both of you were brave.”
He straightened and turned back to Tony.
By now, the manager had lost every scrap of performance.
The smooth charm was gone.
He looked sweaty, hollow, small.continue reading …
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