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nervous or angry, just tired.
“Before you decide what kind of man I am,” Ryan said quietly, “you need the full story.”
I crossed my arms.
He took a deep breath.
“A few months before I met you, I found out I had a daughter.”
The words stunned me enough that I forgot to speak.
He explained that years ago, he’d briefly dated a woman who moved away after they continue reading …
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