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like a slap. Amaya’s mother wasn’t a fairy tale. She was flesh and blood, stronger than anyone Amaya knew. A woman who’d tucked her in at night one week and flown halfway around the world the next. But standing there under the fluorescent lights of a sporting goods store, Amaya couldn’t prove it. And Reeves knew it. That smug grin told her he felt continue reading …
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