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... that had just left his mouth.
My mind raced, trying to make sense of what he’d offered. This powerful man had just volunteered to be the father of my children — children who weren’t biologically his.
The room seemed to spin around me.
I gripped the arm of my chair, steadying myself. During my entire marriage to Jack, I’d questioned my worth daily—was I not good enough to hold his interest, his respect? Now here 1 was, divorced and six months pregnant, with two successful ...
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