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I placed the photo on the table.
“My mother understood that,” I said. “That’s why she left this.”
The courtroom fell silent.
I handed over the documents.
Mrs. Dalrymple spoke as well, confirming everything.
Denise’s confidence broke.
“You tried to separate us,” I said.
“I was trying to protect them!”
“No,” I replied. “You were trying to take what wasn’t yours.continue reading …
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