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you want?”
She swallows.
“Did you know?”
“That I was not your mother’s daughter? No.”
“That you might inherit?”
“No.”
“That Francisco would choose you?”
You almost laugh.
“No one could have known that.”
Her face tightens.
“I prayed he would change his mind.”
“I know.”
“I hated you.”
“I know that too.”
She looks down.
For once, she seems younger than you.
“I thought continue reading …
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