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“The truth is I’m a little worried about your class. I’m not from this country, and our laws are so different. I need to do well.” “Where are you from?” “Odesa. I lived with my father in a small house near the Black Sea… until he died.” Her voice trails off, and empathy filters through my chest, lowering my guard. “I’m sorry.” “It was a while ago, but it changed my life.” Her nose wrinkles, and she points to my face. “You wear glasses, but not in class?” “Yes, actually.” I take them off, studying them in my hands. “I’m right on the border of not being able to see without them, so I can still ...more
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Forbidden (Hamiltown Heat #4)
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