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HE GAVE MY PLACE TO HIS MISTRESS. OUR SON GAVE ME THE COMPANY

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none of it is your fault.”

“What happens next?”

Before I could answer, Graham’s voice traveled up the staircase.

“Evelyn. Library. Now.”

Owen stiffened.

I kept my hand against his face for one more second.

“Go to bed.”

“I can stay.”

“I know.”

That was the problem. He had been staying too long.

I waited until his door closed before descending.

The library smelled continue reading …

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