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that ended whatever tiny, foolish part of me still mourned her friendship.
“I thought you’d be okay,” she whispered. “You have your father. You have money. You have this house. I thought you could rebuild.”
For a few seconds, I could only look at her.
Not because I had no response.
Because every possible response felt too small.
Finally, I said, “You thought continue reading …
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