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“No,” Teagan says. “Not at all.”

“Tea, I wanted him to choose me over his child and then resented him for years when he didn’t.” The shame of it makes me feel ugly, and I bow my head to hide my face. “Who does that?”

She makes a face. “Is that what you wanted, though? For him to choose you over his child? You didn’t ask him to walk away and shirk his responsibility.”

“To Easton