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... ke a ghost trying to get in. His reflection stared back at him, older now, wearier, but still wearing the same lie.
He hadn’t forgotten anything.
He remembered the crash. The way the tires had screamed. The smell of burnt rubber. The panic in her voice.
"Lucas, I’m almost due!"
She had said it, trembling, her fingers digging into her coat.
He had been too stunned to process it then, too caught up in what he needed to do next. There was something he had to ...
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