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looked at William. “Will? Is this true?”
William looked at her with an expression I’d never seen on a groom’s face. Not love. Not anger. Disgust.
“Captain Sterling,” he corrected her coldly. “And yes. General Vance personally led the extraction team. I would be dead without her.”
My father shoved through the crowd, sweating, a desperate smile plastered continue reading …
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