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CHAPTER 77
ANDREW’S POV (Blair’s Father) “Putting Blair’s life in danger,” I scolded, “do you know what would have happened to her if we had not come in time to save her?” She ran her hand through her hair. “I had no idea,” she said softly. “What do you mean you had no idea? You subjected our daughter to such a cruel, poor life. You should have done better.” Loveth stood up, pointing her finger at me. “You have absolutely no right to speak to me that way. After all, you never wanted to be in our lives anyway, so don’t act like you care now.” I softened, keeping my gaze down. I still remember when Loveth told me she was pregnant nineteen years ago. We were young and in love, but we knew we could never be together. Our differences were too vast and could have torn our lives apart. “Loveth, you k
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