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shaking. “My God.” Then he straightened. “Brenda, leave. You destroyed my daughter’s wedding dress, and you sat in this church waiting for her mother’s last gift to become yours. Leave. Now.”
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shaking. “My God.” Then he straightened. “Brenda, leave. You destroyed my daughter’s wedding dress, and you sat in this church waiting for her mother’s last gift to become yours. Leave. Now.”
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