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... ways have.
Once upon a time, they blamed the unknown on witches, demons, curses. Things that looked different, or didn’t behave the way they expected — they became something to burn, banish, or fear.
And honestly... not much has changed.
Now they look at me that way.
Like I’m some walking omen. A black cat in human form. A shadow that brings ruin to anything it touches.
So no — I don’t hate Mr. James.
I get it.
He finally had a daughter aft ...
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