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... His normally composed face, always guarded and unreadable, twisted into something raw, something vulnerable. His fingers tensed around the old pages, his eyes scanning over the words their mother had written all those years ago.
Adeline sat quietly, giving him the time to absorb it. She had already read it, already felt the rush of emotions that came with learning about their mother’s past—the anger, the sadness, the bitter satisfaction that, in the end, they both wanted the same thing. ...
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