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... ing it back," I said, my voice calm, my tone sharp enough to slice through the tension. Cold. Final. I didn’t give a damn anymore.
They can call me a jerk, a womanizer, a man with no balls, for backing out of that marriage that I didn’t even agree to; I don’t care. Damn, I had endured worse titles and nicknames than that after going to prison.
It doesn’t matter to me anymore.
The only thing that matters to me is how Georgia sees me and what she thinks of me, and that’s it ...
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