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true. You’re Olivia’s father.”
“And the owner of the company that’s been feeding you, your mother, and your sister for two years,” my father said.
Ethan’s knees buckled. He dropped to the floor. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I swear—”
“Would never have what?” I asked. “Would never have thrown twenty dollars at me in public?”
“Liv, I made a mistake. You know continue reading …
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