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Chapter 75
“Who said it was for nothing? I gave you my word, and I kept it. That might not mean anything to you, Cole, but to me, it means everything.” She tells me, her sincerity evident in her green eyes. “Look, I’m sorry I had to go behind your back. I didn’t do it to hurt you or get one over on you. I honestly don’t want it, Cole, I don’t. If you really want to do something, take that money, and give it to those who really need it. Be the guy who leaves his mark by making a difference in the world. However, big or small, that difference may be.” I stare into her eyes, and she smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. “I have to go.” She whispers, and I reach out and take her hand in mine.
“Can I drive you anywhere?” I offer, but she shakes her head.
“No. I drove here, so I’m good.” She replies, looking into my eyes, and I can see them watering. She reaches up and brushes her fingers a
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