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last night,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, teasing rumble. “He says you are getting too old to act like a victim every time someone brings up the past. It is getting pathetic, Liv.”
I kept my eyes on the silver buttons of his gray college sweatshirt, my hands holding the towel so tightly my knuckles turned white.
“I just want to get by, Tyler,continue reading …
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