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a lot for one person.”

“I’m not one person. Apparently I have two people living here.”

He flinched.

Brielle smiled gently. “That’s exactly the point. We can’t stay here forever, Silas. But we also can’t leave you struggling.”

“I’m not struggling.”

She opened the folder.

Glossy brochures slid across the coffee table.

Willowbend Commons.

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