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“It was a job,” he says softly as a tear rolls down my cheek. He wipes it away from my cheek and repeats, “That’s all it was, Hattie. It was a job.” “I know,” I say. “Then why are you crying?”
The Way I Hate Him (Almond Bay, #1)
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