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“I do,” I replied.
“You’re acting like a child,” she snapped. “You’re letting your grandfather poison you. You’re letting Ryan—”
“Don’t talk about my husband,” I cut in.
Then her voice went sweeter.
“Olivia,” she said, “think about Ethan. Think about what kind of mother you want to be. Do you want him to grow up without grandparents?continue reading …
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