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for the first time, he seemed to genuinely see me rather than just looking through me. “I was an asshole,” he said bluntly. “My whole life, I was so focused on my own stuff that I never noticed what they were doing to you. I’m sorry, Charlotte. I’m trying to be better.”
It wasn’t everything I needed to hear, but it was something. It was more than our continue reading …
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