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But just before I drifted off, my phone buzzed on the bedside table. It was a text from Emily.
I hope you’re happy. Mom is devastated. Ryan’s kids are crying. Don’t expect us to pay for your medical bills if you keep lying to the police. You’re ruining our family.
I put the phone down and closed my eyes. Let them think I was the villain. Let them hate continue reading …
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