” Her voice cut through mine.
“If you come, everything I have goes to you. The house.
The stores. All of it.
Every penny.” “Don’t be sorry. Be useful.
I need someone to take care of me.” I stared at the bills on my table. A few short years of caring for a woman who had never once told me she loved me, in exchange for a life free from drowning.
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