“I hate her!” “Who?” Her chin wobbles as she shakes her head. “I hate her so much!” “Who, Delphine? Who do you hate?” “The woman . . . who gets to have you after me. The woman who”—her voice cracks—“the woman who deserved you all along. Who will give you children—I hate her!” My heart splinters as she drops her weapon, which I consider useless compared to her words. “I told you long ago, there’s no woman—” “Oh, there is, Tyler, and for you, she’ll be fucking exceptional because you are . . . everything any woman could ever want . . . and, and s-she’ll be everything I wasn’t. That I’m not, and
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