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... ind before I could stop them:
My father’s hand connecting with my cheek.
"You are not my son."
Nick’s smirk. "Good riddance."
My mother’s voice: "Stop being childish."
The disownment. The fight. The birthday dinner that destroyed everything.
I must have made a face. Some kind of expression I couldn’t control. Because Alexander’s demeanor shifted immediately.
His smile softened. His eyes filled with concern.
"Hey," he said gently, le ...
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