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I stare at my shot glass so I don’t have to meet the tenderness in his eyes. “They took us away from our mom and told us we had to be good. We thought that meant perfection. Nic did everything she could to give it to them, but not me. I hated them for taking us and resented the role they expected me to play.” I dare a look at the man next to me

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