Chapter 43 FORTY THREE

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The hallways smelled like disinfectant and something too clean to be real. Rachel moved slowly, her bag slung over one arm, her heels whispering against the polished floor. Her heart pounded harder the closer she got. She hadn’t seen him in days since she’d walked away from the marriage she...

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