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be mentioned, co

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that morning, Landen softened his tone. "You know h

me a happ

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wasn't o

offer me a sincere bless

s together, a trace of

ning wa

o how could I dare

d I dese

t to laugh. "Landen, I

suddenly

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t?" Lande

't dead, and why she c

truth to me once, when I

nts found their real daughter, she, the impost

lf-blame. I was ter

had indirectly cau

lyn isn't dead. She ran off wit

lowlife, knowing the fa

y risked her father and

ace family as a chance to stage a

liberately set

en gave me the happiness meant for my sister. Eighteen year

on Landen's devoted face

yd

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tly, his tone growing colder.

n, leaning in for

then heard a tearing sound as th

urious, I sho

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rovoke me further an

hown such fierce resistance

private mental hospital, claiming I had sev

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bbing pain in my

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close to tears when it answered, "I'

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e family, I had been full of h

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ave taken on

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locked away f

n, he finally deigned to pers