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face hardened.
Daniel lowered his voice. “Claire, I made mistakes. But we can fix this.”
“You didn’t make mistakes. You made choices.”
“We’re married.”
“Not for long.”
His expression twisted. “You think you can keep my son from me?”
For the first time that morning, my father moved.
He did not raise his voice. He did not threaten. He simply stepped away from continue reading …
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