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CHAPTER 82

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ANNA'S POV

"I need a day," Jonathan's father said, before he could finish whatever he'd started to say a moment earlier, some of the composure sliding back over his face like a door quietly closing. "There are people I need to speak with, documents I need in front of me before I explain this properly. I don't want to give you half a story and let you build the wrong conclusions out of it."

Jonathan's jaw tightened, and I could see how badly he wanted to press further, to demand the whole trut
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