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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Eight: What She Says

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Caiden read Sarah's proposal twice before setting the tablet down.

"This is different," he said. "The newspaper features told pieces of our story. A book would tell all of it."

Nadia nodded. "And we'd have to decide how much of that story belongs in public."

She looked down at the proposal again.

"Eleanor. Cullen. My mother. Amara. Even the families we've helped through the foundation. Their lives are part of this too."

"Then we don't decide for them."

They spent the next few days talking it th
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