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He had been constructing a defense against me.
I looked over at Lily asleep on the sofa.
If I wasn’t the mother in that hospital room, then who was? And why did Lily have my scar? Why did she have my face, my hair, my eyes, my mouth?
I did not sleep.
The next morning, I told my boss I had a family emergency and needed to work remotely for an indefinite continue reading …
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