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“Carla?”
It was her. In my house.
For almost a year Carla Jennings, the woman who used to be desperately in love with Noah had been away from south bend. From what I heard, she was so heartbroken by Noah’s marriage
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It was the second time in the week that aunt Caro had opened my bedroom door.
“Another one, please.” I told the waitress at Uno bar. She smiled
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