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... I couldn’t go home. Not yet. Not when I knew Alicia was upstairs hurting because of me. Not when Cecilia was playing the perfect girlfriend. Not when I was one wrong word away from exploding.
So I drove to Dante’s place instead. His apartment was across town. Private. Secure. A place where I could think without the weight of family expectations pressing down on me.
I parked and headed up to the third floor. Knocked on his door harder than necessary.
Pearl opened it. Dante ...
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