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with my husband. You can’t explain why you let me pay forty thousand dollars for a baby that was his all along. You can’t explain the cruelty of letting me decorate a nursery for a child you planned to use to torture me.”
“I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “I’m so sorry. It just happened—”
“Nothing just happens, Monica. You made choices. Every time you took my continue reading …
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