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soft, wounded, dangerous one. “You would really do this to your own mother?”
Brian looked down at Ellie, who was watching his face with wide, wet eyes. “No,” he said. “I’m doing this for my daughter.”
Carol inhaled sharply. “Oh, I see. So now I’m the villain, because that child decided to make a scene at the airport.”
Ellie flinched at the words that continue reading …
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