With that, Judd stared at me in silence with eyes full of warning.Even if I knew the truth about him now, that guarded look still stung me.In both my past life and this one, I could swear that I'd never done anything to hurt him. When he insisted on volunteering for the border project, I stayed behind to take care of his parents.His father, Frank Garrison, seemed kind, but he was deeply patriarchal, while Eleanor was sharp-tongued and snobbish. Before Father's downfall, they were polite enough, but as soon as the trouble started, they couldn't even bother to keep up with the pretense.I'd knelt and sobbed, begging that even if they wouldn't help, they could just let me see Father one last time. But they'd ignored all my pleas.If Eric hadn't snuck over to check on me and keep me updated, I probably would've lost the will to live.Just like that, I waited for Judd year after year, missing Father's funeral in the process. But in the end, I ended up seeing Judd and Megan show up
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