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ry but real, fo
Liam on
moving with the practiced intimac
wrapped around a perfect, lifelik
year marriage, every cherished tou
ind prop in his twisted obsession, a pl
g reality, Sophia pushed me down
concern wa
and even me, as collateral damage, painting me as
an I loved betr
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; it became a cold, hard s
figure "hush money" check, looked Sophia directly in her astonished eyes, and declar