Linda

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And that was when she realized it—all that rage in his voice, in the shaking of his body—it wasn’t directed at the children. Not really, and certainly not entirely. The look on his face, the bleakness in his eyes—it was self-loathing. He didn’t blame his children. He blamed himself.
Linda
Aww poor dude.
To Sir Phillip, With Love (Bridgertons, #5)
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