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the crowd.
“Dad,” I whispered desperately, “what is happening?”
But he wasn’t paying attention to me anymore.
“It’s too late to change anything.”
His eyes never left Julian.
“You’re Leonard’s son,” he said hoarsely before speaking his surname, the exact same one my fiancé carried.
Julian slowly nodded.
The church erupted with whispers.
Elise quickly moved continue reading …
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