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Daniel stepped closer slowly.

“She left me,” he whispered.

I frowned in confusion.

“What?”

His eyes filled with tears that didn’t look entirely sane.

“Rebecca didn’t die in that car accident.”

The room tilted sideways.

“She abandoned us.”

I stared at him.

“No… you told me—”

“I lied.”

The girls looked frightened now.

Tiny faces pale.

Daniel laughed weakly, almost to himself.

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