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... smooth leather that smelled faintly of cedar. She walked over and sat beside me, turning so she could face me fully. Her eyes were sharp but not unkind.
How could I even start? Tell her I’d gotten Delilah pregnant? Tell her I’d been losing myself to something invisible, something that made me think about control more than connection? The words jammed in my throat.
I linked my hands together, elbows on my knees. The room felt too large, too perfect. I didn’t fit into this place, ...
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