Denise Rodriguez

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I end up choking out, “I’ve never needed it. Maybe at one point, when I was a kid, but…that time is long gone, you know?” “No, I don’t know,” he shakes his head. “Because at twenty-nine, I still hoped my dad cared about me. I needed that from him up until the day he died.”
Nobody Like Us (Like Us #13)
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