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of miserable. I had loved that woman. I still did not entirely know whether she had been real or only the version Vanessa performed when being kind cost her nothing.
“I made one mistake,” she said.
“No,” I said. “You made a revealing one.”
Tears came down her face. “I don’t have anywhere to go.”
“You have Mariah,” I said. “You chose her crew.”
The sadness continue reading …
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