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” I sat back in my chair. Caleb tensed beside me, his jaw tightening. I placed a hand on his forearm, signaling him to wait. I wanted to see exactly how far she was willing to dig her own grave. “Love is a very difficult thing,” Alyssa continued, gripping the edges of the wooden podium to steady herself. “People stand up here and they make promises.continue reading …
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