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offended.
Ben pushed one coffee toward me. “Black,” he said. “Still right?”
I nodded. That small thing hit me harder than it should have. He remembered how I took coffee. He just hadn’t remembered enough of the rest.
He rubbed his face with both hands. “I don’t know how to fix this.”
I wrapped both hands around the cup. “Start by not making me the villain continue reading …
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