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Goodbye, Kier

Author: Oma
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 19:54:59

"Say something," he said.

She almost laughed. Say something. He wanted her to say something. After everything. After two years of lies. After another woman's baby. After she stood in the doorway and heard him say she didn't deserve kindness.

"What do you want me to say?" she whispered.

"I don't know. Something."

She looked at him. The sharp jaw. The dark eyes. The mouth that had kissed her goodnight and kissed another woman good morning.

"I hope she's worth it," she said.

He blinked. Something
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