“It still feels dirty. Like I’m letting him buy my forgiveness from beyond the grave or something.” “No one is expecting you to forgive him, babe. Or even asking you to,” she says calmly. “I don’t think anyone who knows what you’ve been through ever would. That is something only you could decide to do. But let me ask you something.” “What?” “What would you do if your dad hadn’t left?” My brows raise. “Well, I would’ve had a lot less commitment issues.” She chuckles, bumping her shoulder into mine. “I mean with the money.” For the first time since my mom broke the news, I let myself think about
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