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to me.”
He nodded once, though I could tell he hated the words.
Then I walked away.
No dramatic music.
No shouting.
No final twist.
Just my heels against the courthouse floor, my father beside me, my lawyer behind me, and the strange, steady feeling of a life returning to its rightful owner.
That evening, I stood on the balcony of my new home with Ethan in continue reading …
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