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behind his eyes.

“Rose,” he repeated.

“She has my mother’s name.”

He nodded, absorbing that too. My mother had adored him once. She had believed he was lonely rather than distant, wounded rather than proud. On our wedding day, she had squeezed my hands and whispered that love sometimes needed patience.

She had died before learning patience could become continue reading …