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I could hear it. Camille’s eyes darted toward the door as if she had suddenly remembered how far away freedom could feel.
I looked down at Marianne’s bracelet still shining on Camille’s wrist. Then the lawyer began to read. I, Marianne Robinson, being of sound mind, declare that my husband Ethan shall not receive a single cent of my assets, nor unsupervised continue reading …
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