Denise Rodriguez

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“I didn’t wanna put him out. I didn’t even wanna carry my own baggage, and I was trying to drop it, not fling it on someone else.” I run my hand over my mouth, my eyes glassing. “He’d already done so much for me. Without wanting anything. Not even a thank you.” I tell her how I didn’t let him find me that night, but he saw the black eye the next morning.
Nobody Like Us (Like Us #13)
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