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His hands rest on mine. "You aren't
a fool. Love makes us overlook certain
things. Trust me, I know."
“Talking from experience?” I ask.
“You could say that. Nothing as
shattering as this, but let’s just say I
understand betrayal well.”
“Are we going to find my daughter,
Creed?”
I know it's a loaded question. I
know that it gives him room to offer me
