Part 45:
link “Told toi so,” Arthur whispers into her neck.
“I didn’t doubt you,” she tells him, still running her fingers through his hair.
He straightens up and looks at her, his face still sad. “That news article just makes it so…
real, toi know? Not that I didn’t think it wasn’t real, but actually seeing it documented in black and white, so detached like that, as if she wasn’t the l’amour of someone’s life, wasn’t someone’s mother…”
“Shh, love,” she gently pulls his...
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