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twisted. “What are you saying?”
Jasmine’s tears finally spilled, but her voice remained steady.
“I’m saying your mother knew.”
Patricia’s head snapped up.
Jasmine turned to her. “Didn’t you?”
The older woman’s lips trembled. For once, no insult came.
Evelyn placed another page on the table. “A private fertility report from nine years ago. Ordered by Mrs.continue reading …
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