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Chapter 16

Joshua

“She isn't your mother, Josh. Get that into your head.” Jude sat cross-legged in my sala, sipping a flute of red wine. He stared at me long, one brow raised. I opened my mouth but he shut it with the raise of his palm. “Shut up. I don't want to hear it," he said.

            I sank into a seat and hugged a throw pillow to death. I sighed. “I know she isn't m

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