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Not a day passed where I wasn’t grateful for the freedom I’d been granted. Something I’d almost given up hoping for.
There was nothing worse than not trusting your mind. To know that someone could weave words to make you second-guess everything you knew to be the truth.
Addie stepped around me, lifting her chin. “Beckett listens to reason. It means he has a brain, which is more than I can say about you.”
Darren’s eyes widened. “You’re Allen’s kid.” Addie’s spine straightened. “No, I’m not. To be someone’s child means they care for and love you. I never had any of that.”

