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chest. “I came here hoping we could be a family,” I said. “Instead I learned exactly what I married into.”
I walked back to the house, packed my bag without hurrying, and buckled my baby securely into his car seat. Dylan followed me out to the driveway.
“Where are you going?”
“Home,” I answered. “Where I can finally breathe.”
“What about me?”
“Ask your continue reading …
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