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already talking about the new stability in your life.”
He reached for his wine glass, his eyes shifting to me with a quick, hard grin.
“And Maya,” Eric said. “The Queens girl makes good. Who would have thought you would end up in a place like this?”
I set my fork down, the metal clinking against the porcelain.
“We are married, Eric,” I said. “There is continue reading …
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