“I was just going to say that even if it’s true—everything I said—about your brother, your dad—you’re wrong about what makes someone worthy.” “I’m wrong?” He had to laugh. If this was her attempt at an apology, it was as awful as her pillow talk. “Those are the last words you had to have?” “Yes.” He did turn then to sneer at her. Of all the wretched games… “I’m trying to say—I want you to know…” She ran a hand through her hair, making it wilder than it already was. “You’re good. A good person. And you’ll be good—the same amount—whether you’re a famous archaeologist or a disgraced layabout or
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